There is no such thing as a new idea. It is impossible. We simply take a lot of old ideas and put them into a sort of mental kaleidoscope. We give them a turn and they make new and curious combinations. We keep on turning and making new combinations indefinitely; but they are the same old pieces of colored glass that have been in use through all the ages. - Mark Twain
reflected in the spring’s gentle whisper
mingling the music, soul sounding crisper
risking light’s voice, calling to her sister
hues so daring, friendly and delicious
collecting moments, clearly auspicious
amazing as He who is omniscious
medley of dreams, revealing yet serene
glowing on cerulean seas of green
smudged with hints of yellow and tangerine
laughing beneath autumn’s exciting skies
waiting on night’s moon and stars to arise
listening for the wind’s song as she cries
enchanted webs of peace and grace and light
tempting moods so the heart and soul unite
Categories:
omniscious, appreciation, autumn, inspirational, light,
Form: Hybronnet
What is Love?
Love is a gift from the Omniscious One
It makes two to become one
And has power to build
What the evil one has destroyed.
It is a fruit worth nurturing,
A treasure worth dying for
And armour worth putting on.
The scorching heat of the sun
Failed to fade it away.
In the midst of rough rude sea
Love keeps its head above the waters.
It has hands to feed the hungry foes,
Eyes to see the troubled hearts,
Heart to welcome the encroaching avaricious enemy
And feet to visit the stubborn outcasts.
The despised poor clothed in love
Is richer than the richest
Clothed in their ill-gotten riches.
When others speak justice
Love speaks mercy and grace
And forgives before the guilty asks for it.
So…. Treasure it like a rare diamond
Keep it as the apple of your eye
And Life shall always salute you.
Categories:
omniscious, love,
Form: Free verse