"crecendo" poems
*A thousand voices combined in harmony
Rise higher, brighter, stronger,
Lifting my soul till my spirit sings
A timpany triumphs over the trumpet's cries
While the trills of the golden strings
Cascade from the skies
A crecendo vibrates and shakes with power
Flowing unheeded through my life
No moment passes when my eyes do not smile
Every fear is the last I was holding
Every sense is alive in love
Every light is bright and golden
Every breath is a new life begun*
Sep 8, 2012
Sep 8, 2012 at 1:46 PM UTC
Just a whisper.
A simple breeze that passes from your
Soft lips to my willing ear.
A caress of a promise that erupts my skin in flame;
a cause to my heart's crecendo.
To promise hope, such as a soft creed shall prove.
I await.
Jan 29, 2016
Jan 29, 2016 at 10:43 PM UTC