“We are all petals of imperfection sharing the same sun” - Silent One
The sun can appear to be coldhearted
be truly said by those of equal share
the nature of them that had departed
is small known to them that they truly care.
Measured life are revisited, narrows,
the bars you've set accord abilities,
eagles soar above the heights of sparrows,
divides pleasure from third-world courtesies.
The befallen misreads dropping in-kind,
yond their diligence forward forgivings,
cause and effects, trust and obey in time,
all life gifts be true to themselves living.
We're created by one, who created the sun, ergo thrive,
to grow in one accord for every time there is a season,
we should rise to his glory and be thankful to be alive,
the acts of the sun to rise and to set its course of reason,
I'm happy to be holding onto His everlasting arms,
I am grateful that I am protected from all of life's harms.
Psychic mind, unlike a clairvoyant who often misreads,
Intelligent-- more intuitive kind-- than quantum theory,
Surprising to anyone who underestimates a dreamer
Creatively interpreting life, often an abstract painting,
Emotionally brush-stroked on meaningful soul-fabric,
Sensitively divulging sage-wisdom in tacit vocabulary.
March 31, 2021
Placed 1st: A Brian Strand July 3 Contest
Placed 3rd: Star sign premium poetry contest
Sponsor: Charlotte Puddifoot