Best Upliftingsong Poems
Traversing passed a moonlit glade,
I spied a nook where dreams are made.
A twilight windsong filled my breast
and cleared a notch where I could rest.
My windsong trilled internal hymns,
as moonlight peered through oaken limbs.
A wise old owl cooed in my ear -
"Compose a song for her, my dear."
A soothing psalm that once it’s heard
will soon be sung by hummingbirds.
Melodic notes that swirl and rise -
akin to lilts in lullabies.
Now in this niche where dreams ensue -
A songbird sings my song for you.
Song of the Heart
Quietly,
pianissimo,
the melody begins
softly,
smoothly,
as the wooing takes center stage
wrapped in gossamer strands of moonlight
her eyes twinkling with the stars
glisten as tears of unbridled emotion slip down her cheeks.
He caresses her heart, gently tempting to her to wing
the song intensifies, crescendos,
and her heart bursts forth into the starry night
pounding with the timpani,
resounding with the woodwinds
and as the song quiets once more,
gently alighting
back into the hands
of the man who set her free.
They nestle together in contentment
as their hearts pound,
echoing the song in their souls,
anticipating their journey into the unknown symphony.
The Bird Song
Icy fingers from the lake
tenderly caress the dew.
Foggy digits turn to vapor
when the sun comes into view.
Sunlight bursts into the meadow.
Birds sing the song of a new day.
A family of deer finishing up breakfast.
I watch as the fawn begin to play.
Staring at the splendor of nature I'm humbled
by the magnificent day the Lord has made.
I'm reminded of a game of hide n seek as I watch
the sun playfully find the hiding shade.
The trees changing colors tell the season.
As the warmth of summer gives in to the fall.
Time rolling on in sweet harmony.
The bird song a testimony to it all.
As a visitor to this glorious moment
I must give the Lord praise,glory,and fame.
After a fleeting look back at the meadow
I shall go back from whence I came.
I peddled a song round the streets
And found that not many were keen
The solemn church bell or the shout of cannon
Or at least the selfseeking drone
Of selling and buying and lying down prone
Was more to their taste
In haste I switched wares
And peddled long shares
Making over the song
To the young fool who happened along
I hear he has gone to the desert and sings
The same song and lo and behold
It ‘s breaking the heart in the young and the old
Lord guide me in Jesus name
And let me sing a sweet refrain
A melody to touch your soul
A Godly song that wont grow old
A song inspired by your love
That’s sung by angels high above
A psalm that speaks of God’s own Son
And of the victory that He won
O’er the world, the flesh and Satan’s grasp
O’er all our sins of the past
He took sin’s power and made it null
On a hill known as the Skull
‘Twas there the sweetest song was sung
When Jesus uttered “it is done”.
Suddenly the lily opened
Its chalice like petals
Amazed by such delight
Her beauty lightened
My heart to enchantment
Her perfume lifts my spirit
And I'm in spring.
Suddenly a song rises
From the depth of my soul
My fingers touch the keys
Upon the piano
And begin to translate
The sudden joy it berates.
And I'm in spring.
Suddenly my sadness melts
Away with the lily
Away with the song that dwells
Now in the heart
Touched by sudden beauty
And I'm in spring.
By CarolineCecile
Copyright © 04.20.10