As She Found a Way To Dearest Life Meet

“Youth has no age.” – Pablo Picasso As She Found A Way To Dearest Life Meet As she woke, Light streams down Dawn then spoke, Love your gown Rise to day, its glory sweet Find a way, to dear life meet. As she rose, morn gave call Her bare toes, long cold hall So alive, Love asking more Born to thrive, sumptuous score. As her heart, beat in time Day's start, her life sublime Never late, Light's softest gleam True her Fate, passion her dream. As she sang, soul did rise Music rang, no surprise Red sun came, its glow so sweet Love no game, its truth she greets. As she knew, eyes were bright Her Love grew, hours of night When sleep came, Love its gifts gave Sought no fame, his Love did save. As she woke, Light streams down Dawn then spoke, Love your gown Rise to day, its glory sweet Find a way, to dear life meet. Robert J. Lindley, 4-11-2020 Rhyme, ( Basking Within The Light Of Truth And Love ) Syllables Per Line: 6 6 7 7 0 6 6 7 7 0 6 6 7 7 0 6 6 7 7 0 6 6 7 7 0 6 6 7 7 Total # Syllables:156 Total # Words::: 144 Note- First stanza of this poem came to me in a dream last night. I woke 1:42 am, got up and jotted it down, then rose this morn at 5:30 am to start to compose the rest of it. I recall writing poems in the 6677 syllable form back in 1972. Maybe a dozen or more poems. Those poems were stolen and burned in 1975. So this is a rebirth of a youthful foray into creating a new form to play in..... And yes, the "she" in the poem was a real person that I once knew and once so truly and deeply loved... Hope you may enjoy reading this new piece..