M. L. Kiser Poet Free verse

The Universe Rings

Lift your face to the sun;
Heart bells of elation,
Ring and renew the spirit.

Souls music needs no technology to play;
Angels tutor the soul,
In the compositions of ecstasy;
Such orchestras are eternal.

Mortal ears never hear what the soul’s do.
The ability exists, in the ears of belief.

The baffle of mortality;
The muffler that stifles a spirit’s songs, is a thief.

Science is the profiteer that 
deludes the singing soul into silence.

Dispense with the facts;
Sit in the silence to hear the concert of your life.

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Jennifer Proxenos February 8, 2019 at 11:53 PM Hi MLK - angels may sound in our ears if we take the time to listen, but must say that on a trip to England and having gone to a communion service at St. Pauls Cathedral in London, I thought the choir made up of young boys before their voices broke, was totally angelic ! Poetry hugs, Jennifer. M. L. Kiser February 9, 2019 at 12:58 AM I agree, children's choirs can sometimes sound angelic. Thanks for stopping by.

Anne-Lise Andresen February 8, 2019 at 2:23 PM - We must take time to be in the moment, a lovely poem K.L. :) - Happy Valentine's Day :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) M. L. Kiser February 8, 2019 at 9:41 PM Thanks and Happy Valentine's Day to you, as well.

Literary Waves February 8, 2019 at 8:57 AM Thoughtful, well written, "Mortal ears never hear what the soul’s do. The ability exists, in the ears of belief." M. L. Kiser February 8, 2019 at 9:41 PM So true. Glad you stopped by and thanks.

Vijay Pandit February 8, 2019 at 7:34 AM WOW! You have the guidance from the heavens above for this awesome write. So many great lines in your poem, MLK. M. L. Kiser February 8, 2019 at 9:42 PM Thank you Vijay; yes I do because I couldn't do it by myself, I admit.

Demetrios Trifiatis February 8, 2019 at 2:55 AM Ecstatic uplifting symphony for the soul. Blessed those who hear it dearest, MLK! Bravo! M. L. Kiser February 8, 2019 at 9:42 PM Glad you liked it; thanks again.

Caren Krutsinger February 7, 2019 at 10:10 PM The last four lines encapsulates my feelings a life, and what we should be doing. Wonderfully done, my friend! M. L. Kiser February 7, 2019 at 11:05 PM Thanks so much.