Nectar of Life
nectar of life from a distant throne
shadows breathe in a constant drone
dewdrops lose their glorious bright
And colors seeping back to white
chaos churns the rivers grime
o'er smooth stones made of time
filters pure, ancient golden goal
creative essence of the soul
whittle away chaos gray
write the words you have to say
somewhere in each waterfall
poetic feeling of a distant call
paths to journey made quite clear
with all it’s folly, sorrow and fear
essence of a greater power
love breathed peace in final hour
envisioning Nova of one’s death
goal to love with each last breath
Copyright © Koko Koomoa | Year Posted 2009
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