Flowering Moonbeams

all the beauty and wonder 

 a vision of dreams

  a natural spectacular

   slipped through a seam

 

   making smiles for miles

  you lit up our days

 as your voice rang out

souls lost were saved

 

your anger is deep

 at the harshness of life

  I’ve seen crying for days

   for a strangers plight

 

   a heart on a platter

  is what you give out

 at injustice your rage

cant be sold for a shout

 

I have cried with laughter

 at the oddest times

  on a rainy night

   at the witching line

 

   I have watched you create

  a scripture of hours

 I watch as your smile

adorned the wildflowers

 

I could cry for the pain

 that’s burning my heart

  I could rage at the night

   while I rip it apart 

 

   But I push that aside

  for the love that I feel

 couldn’t be stronger

or anymore real 

 

your a flower on my moon

 a star in my night sky

  I sit here and wonder

   will I let my heart cry 

 

   the tribute you’ve given 

  I send back to you

 for the butterfly days

and the wildflowers too 

 

at the ebb of the tide

 as light hits the moon

  flowers are dancing

   as spring threads your loom

 

   all the beauty and wonder

  of a walking dream

 the moonbeams are quiet

as she slips through a stream

 

Namaste
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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