The Most Beautiful Bard of All ~

As I myself considered this visions given truth ~ My spirit reserved unto its magnificent path.... Recognition, deep down inside that it is not I, who are a poet at all Not as one whom would be thought although, I do sometimes write? A verse extracted from these tempered veins; such caverns of gold ~ The greatest story ever told; time and time again.... Paintings, brushed throughout the centuries; days of old Loving hands; so very softly do they hold, this majestic quill, before These brightened eyes of mine; tender etchings upon the parchments Precious blood dipped ink; the Lamb of life thus spoken Speaking, from within this humbled heart and soul; rejoicing Rippling waters a voice from Heaven; resounding these words; so lovely.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "He," the most beautiful bard, of them all ~ Note: Smile ~ I Know, Just Call Me A Dreamer; "'Love,' Always," John!:) ~