Rhonda Johnson-Saunders Poet Free verse

When the Sun Sets On Me

I wonder where I will be 
when the sun sets on me…
for if I were a flake of snow,
a dying breeze, or autumn leaf...
then I’d know.
I am but a blink of a father’s eye
desperate for answers to my words and rhymes
waiting for another world or God to intercede, 
in what may come or ever may be.

I wonder where I will be 
when the moon rises over me...
for if I were shadows in a cave,
a cricket, star, or ocean wave...
then I'd know.
I am but a drop of rain on a summer night
vaporizing where I fall and touch,
waiting for clouds and sky to again define me;
not knowing who I ever was or aimed to be.

If I am clay in my Maker’s hands…pliable, yielding, 
I wonder where my own will comes to end
and where His fingers start forming me
into the masterpiece He desires me to be.
All the answers dancing gracefully,
from omnipotence and my need to be free…

I wonder where I’ll be, when I start to 
speak, live, breathe, dance….fearlessly.
If I were air and sea, with all of Heaven shining on me,
then, I’d know…

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Magdalen Silvestra May 4, 2015 at 3:49 AM This is wonderful Just perfect Using words to paint pictures and share emotions In such a powerful way

Monterey Sirak March 25, 2015 at 7:00 AM Wow! Just when I think your poetry can't possibly get any better than it already is, you go and leave me speechless in awe!

Njeri Hunjeri March 13, 2015 at 9:29 AM "If I am clay in my Maker’s hands…pliable, yielding, I wonder where my own will comes to end and where His fingers start forming me into the masterpiece He desires me to be." All i can say is wow!

Emile Pinet March 12, 2015 at 3:59 PM This is a beautiful story, laid out well and described with feelings written with the heart and edited by the soul. Emile.

Laura Leiser March 12, 2015 at 2:34 PM What a wondrously beautiful poem, written both with heart and soul, Rhonda! Love it! A 7! :)

Sara Kendrick March 12, 2015 at 12:26 PM Very interesting work..I as well wonder where I will be in my life when the sun sets on me..We have no control over that end of life sunset just like we have no control over each sunset of the days..Thanks for dropping by..Sara

Robert Johnson March 12, 2015 at 11:40 AM May love unite us with our hearts as time moves on and life departs. So much connection with our existence in your poem Rhonda. A very captivating write. Peace. :)

Paul Callus March 12, 2015 at 11:17 AM I am touched and inspired by this lovely poem, Rhonda! We wonder about many things, and there are questions which we seek answers to, but in the end it all hinges on our beliefs. // paul

Tammy Reams March 12, 2015 at 10:16 AM Wow! What an awesome poem! Absolutely beautiful! Great vision! This took my breath away. Need I say more.

Constance La France March 12, 2015 at 9:07 AM Rhonda, a beautifully flowing poem with lovely words and lines, I was on a wonderous journey while reading it well done and thanks for visiting my poetry . . .

Demetrios Trifiatis March 12, 2015 at 8:36 AM A metaphysical wonder depicted with phantasmagoric images of reality! A great poem, dear Rhonda!

Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser March 12, 2015 at 8:19 AM :) graceful as ever Rhonda with your words.. :) i like the reflection beneath the words.. sometimes, I am as like this too but then at the end I just try to fully surrender as sometimes it's tiring and tiring... and when i did things has been a little lighter.

Wilma Neels March 12, 2015 at 6:57 AM Wow! Totally agree with Catie, this is an amazing poem. I think God must have been smiling when you wrote this 'cause He knows with all our questions we still embrace his will for us and we are open to him to do his will. Ultimately all he wants is for us to trust him. Awesome write :) love Wilma