Soul's Cry
Even the stars tremble, ever so faintly, glistening
Revealing the heartbreak beneath the breath,
Stars, still as night, they listen…
Beyond the shudders, the tremulous sighs,
Disturbing the silent prayers of dusk,
Aching to invite the shadows, from their dark,
Through the door of destiny, to a fated…
Sea of make believe…
Even the stars seem to believe in their heart,
Forever music, quietly spun,
From threads of melancholy, gossamers of wonder,
On needles of a muse, all fiery with truth,
Enslaving the dreams, the melodies and fantasies,
Never giving in to reality,
Fears quenched by the light that leads,
Souls on fire for the rising moon, the whispers
Beyond the caress of a tune, the newness
Of a soft, graceful blue
In skies stirred to smile by the joy of dawn,
The sun reflecting it all…
Even the stars know when we lie,
At peace with the war
Between harmony and strife,
The blazing moments of wonders so alive,
Sensing the poetry
In the calm southern skies,
The promise of a future where hearts decide,
Will forever bring the winds to grieving,
Or will the winds sing, disbelieving,
Softly sighing, eventually agreeing…
Even the stars, undisturbed by the voices
Of a sincere spring,
Or autumn’s leaves, dancing, praising,
Obeying the seasonal mysteries,
Blessing away the temptations to see,
Fire in the eyes of tranquility,
A blazing breath of the star’s gentleness
Falling from the skies,
Inviting you and I to the startling conclusions,
Within the heart of the music…
Even the stars, glowing in the twilight,
Sending ambiances of yesterday,
Seeds of hope, pulsations
Praising, the One who made them,
The Creator of our hearts, our souls,
All the beautiful we can’t control –
In Him, I find the peace to know, the lesson,
To finally let go…
Even the stars remember the moments,
Before they were cast into the seas,
Forever – endlessly,
Carrying the tones of intimacy,
Inviting the night to just breath, just breath
The magnificence of grace,
Solitude’s embrace… His kiss
On my life, His pouring out of light,
His sacrifice, the reason I’m assured,
Beyond any doubt, I believe He’s erased the debt,
That was mine to own, mine to pay – I won’t forget …
Thanks to love, I know what it is to look at the stars,
And remember this… - my soul’s cry - I am His! Yes, He is the light
Displayed in my eyes, the light that abides because I believe HE’S ALIVE!
Copyright ©
Regina Mcintosh
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