Robert Lindley Poet Romanticism

New Life Given and Glows of a Golden Crown

New Life Given And Glows Of A Golden Crown

A pity, stark indifference and sad
Paths taken into that darkness and woe
It is not that world and all life is bad
As willful blindness we let evil grow
In course of that we build a blacken room
Mold iron shutters to deny the light
Glorify our dancing in that black tomb
And learn to love evil that parades at night!

Yet if eyes are opened we can see
Just how deeply we into darkness fell
Fathomless horror found we seek to flee
Away from those blinding gates of Hell
Realization wakes to light's sweet breath
Salvation leading to a  clear road seen
Away from eager hands of fated death
And former life that was truly obscene!

Rising to dawn's glow and a golden crown
We again find life and love's blessed touch
Walking from our former shallow renown
We may again paint with a joyous brush!

Robert J. Lindley, 8-29-2021
Romanticism, 
( Treasure Found In True Light )

Note_
Written this morn, born from a soup-mail 
conversation here with a dear friend.

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M. L. Kiser September 14, 2021 at 1:18 PM Beautiful ending here, "We may again paint with a joyous brush!" Life is manifested by each of us; to paint with joy is often a challenge, but we will have it again and again; still it's there, the joy.

M. L. Kiser September 11, 2021 at 4:37 PM Given that without the darkness, we cannot see the light; beautiful lines, well thought out Robert. When that light comes, it is oh, so sweet.

James Horn September 9, 2021 at 5:13 AM Check out my latest poems.

James Horn September 9, 2021 at 5:12 AM Goldie Hahn, Golden Crown upon; Where has it gone. Reading Universal Christ now after 1776 and Spirit of America. How about you?

Rob Carmack September 4, 2021 at 3:01 PM Matthew 7:13-14 { 13 Enter ye in at the strait gate: for wide is the gate, and broad is the way, that leadeth to destruction, and many there be which go in thereat: 14 Because strait is the gate, and narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it.} Faith is a gift from God and his son Christ is the only way. I loved how you closed this poem - awesome.

Panagiota Romios September 2, 2021 at 11:29 AM Magnificent! A Fave Panagiota xxx Robert Lindley September 2, 2021 at 12:47 PM Thank you my friend. Your comment is truly appreciated. Even my positive poems are ignored. Such indicates something that bodes ill for poetry in general methinks. But a poet either has integrity or else that poet does not, imho... Four poets have spoke that have... God bless..

Eve Roper August 31, 2021 at 3:46 PM You always have a way of putting beauty in to your words. Robert Lindley August 31, 2021 at 7:24 PM Thank you my friend. Your comment is a gift and I am very glad that you have found this poem beneficial and the beauty within an inspiration... God bless...

Andrea Dietrich August 29, 2021 at 11:15 AM Beautiful one, Robert! Robert Lindley August 29, 2021 at 11:24 AM Thank you my friend. I pray that you are well and generously gifting the darkly lost and very much needful world, far more of your wonderful poetry! God bless...

Joanna Daniel August 29, 2021 at 4:35 AM This is an amazing poem, Robert:) hope you are in good health:) Robert Lindley August 29, 2021 at 4:47 AM Thank you my friend. Doing fairly well these last few days. May God bless you abundantly and gift you great and fair health and peaceful, pleasant sleep... Verses came to me in a non-stop flow....