In lovely riddles you speak of Goddesses,
those held above the world.
For each of us I feel you would find a way,
to bring us back a star.
Glowing bright,
you would pass that orb into our gentle hands,
to grow as children would
above the falty of man.
You speak in lovely riddles
and forget to include yourself,
for if we are such Goddesses,
you must be a God yourself.
Categories:
impowering,
Form: Free verse
Captured by the moment
Frightened by the sky
Life passes befroe us
Passes right by
Tantelizing thoughts
Impowering our minds
Leading to roads
Guiding the blind
Running from reality
We all see the light
Running from mystery
It all seems so bright
Opening our eyyes
For the very first time
Like a bug on a string
It's all just sublime
Categories:
impowering, inspirational, life
Form: Rhyme