Even broken moments bow before your endless shine.
Letters lift me
When my world drowns
Hearing smiles in her voice
I know love exists
Cherish every minute
Days, weeks, hours
Counting as she sleeps
Waiting for her to wake
Breathing small hours
As our paths align
Brushing through our destiny
Drinking outrageous fortune
Our cores braided
Bodies untouched
Searing blood in our veins
Heavenly tides of emotions
Transparent hearts
Hewn of fire and glass
Fusing with critical mass
An indivisible new shape
We went for a walk, one windy day,
through the woods, and along the way,
she said to me, "If you please,
let's sit a while, it would make me smile,
beneath these shady willow trees."
Yet, as just then, a gale-like gust blew by,
in apprehension, I asked her, "Why?"
And with a flirt, a lift of skirt,
the lady promptly did reply,
"On my first date, not to prevaricate
or equivocate, I don't osculate.
It's not the wind beneath my wings,
or a draught up the shaft I love,
but the breeze between my knees."
I close my eyes first
Than I Iift my hands
Unto God
And I start to pray
For my God
For two hours
That is the longest
Prayer I did so far
And in that prayer
I asked God
To get rid of my depression
Because I have it very bad
My God
I am asking you God
To bring some sun
During the Summer
Because now we are
Living in the Summer
God now that I have been
Receiving the sun every day
During the Summer I am getting
Plenty of vitamin D
And during the Summer
My depression is ok
God
Also I have more energy
To do things
Thanks to you God
I feel very grateful
For having all the things
That you gave to me
You gave me my health
And I take good care of
My health
Also Father I am responsible
For my hygiene
And I take good care of
That
Buxom Barbara burned her bra
never again lift and separate
or cross your heart to contemplate
she likes to feel her bosom counts
when flouncing down the boulevard
Barb now snags more bounce to the ounce
abroad in the world without a single care
it never fazed her one bit nor a whit
when this would jounce most men to stop and stare
as if they'd not seen such before
and she'd trounce 'em should they dare to pounce
a crystal-clear case of less is more
Oh husband, you'll make such a scene,
Giving your wife a broom for a gift!
"But it's not my intention to make her clean...
Just to provide her with a lift!"
When life brings us what it brings us
We must never ignore the option of UP
Look up
Get up
Stand up
Sit up
Climb up
Lift up
Firm up
Rise up
Step up
Rouse up
Stir up
Move up
Scale up
Gather up
Regardless of what life brings us
Recovery follows when we explore the option of UP
Looking for a Reason,
To be Okay with Leaving,
The Past behind.
Try and Find My peace of Mind.
Fully Redesign And Realign,
Into the Eyes of The Divine.
To Truly See,
What lies in front of me.
The Balance within Duality.
Bringing us clarity,
And the Severity,
of Each Situation.
The part we play in relation,
To the Paths that could be taken.
Rearranging Reality,
The Past held in Gravity,
As We Lift Off.
Changing the pace,
Expanding our Knowledge base.
Exploring Unlimited Space,
And Evolving as a Race.
Together facing the Unknown,
In spaceships made of Bone.
Our Past set in Stone,
We Leave it alone.
Focusing on how we've Grown,
Shown by Example.
Handling Challenges,
As they are thrown.
Sampling Our Present,
The Gift we Always Own.
A Script, A Lift,
.... Colors The Sky!
All Our Voices,
Strength, .... And Might!
Summer, winter, autumnal and vernal
Nature's tide freely flows through time eternal
As our days are with abandon shorn
Each year laid to rest is by nature reborn
So let the champagne flow this last night of December
To auld lang syne lift a glass so we may remember
With buoyant glee we'll greet the bright new dawn
As the new year struts in with dash and elan
LOVE can conquer all, they say
EVIL cannot prevail
LIFE is sweet when lived this way
FILL, with wind, the sail
LIFT me from this darkness, the darkness where I drown...
TILL, floating, burdens fall from me, none can weigh down.
LITE and free, oh let it be, where 'ere love can be found.
Bow your head down
For those who’ve passed
Then lift your voice up
To sing out for them
Wanting them to always hear
So pure and light on the air
Then wipe your tears
There is nothing left to fear.
© Paul Warren Poetry
May we be blessed to understand
on every continent,
in every country,
city
and town…
We are put upon this Earth to lift each other up
not
to put each other down.
at the wind’s lilt
wafting lift of
sweet lullaby
In misty dawn, where lilac blooms croon,
Weary heart strums a bluesy tune,
To cajole the sun to day-spring,
From its dream-time, and join and sing,
To lift dark's slumber veil and swoon.
Etching sun-beams through the dank dune,
Guitar player and sun attune
The dawn is lifted from mist's cling,
In the dawn expectant.
With a sigh of relief the moon
Lifts the pall of the night's cocoon.
Propelling light, the sun will bring,
To end to the glum soul's aching,
For the warmth known to come at noon.
In the dawn expectant.
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