Vee Bdosa Poet Sonnet

Your Coach Awaits

YOUR COACH AWAITS
I am the answer to the blowing wind,
in God I live, in God I'll never die.
Al things you seek to ever comprehend
are in my touch, but never ask me why.

I am the river flowing to the sea,
in hope I breathe, through God I do my task.
Whatever good you see in life is me,
though sometimes I appear behind a mask.

I am the highest mountain you may climb,
in light I show, in dark I  never hide.
beyond your wildest dream, and for all time,
you beg for me, but then push me aside.

        Your coach awaits, and I will take you where
            the wind has blown, and it is over there . . .

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Michelle Mac Donald April 17, 2011 at 9:39 AM Hey Veebdosa! An amazingly beautiful write! It touches the elements, as it embrasses the senses. Today is Palm Sunday, and this gifted write is a blessing to us all. Thank you!:) Glad your hound liked the poem! He must have been waiting for you to write.:) Also, poor May Lune. I don't think either were great with communication skills. No lune de miel for those two, for sure. Thanks for your comments....smiles for me! Wishing you and yours the best!! Mikki