Through passages of time
fragmented memories remain
noble in truth
for,
what we do here
echoes into eternity.
I’ll climb and keep on climbing
until all the mountains
are conquered
and, standing tall will hear
whispers of night breezes
still softly teaching wisdom.
The view from there will be clear
as clouds part, open unto the universe
and Heaven’s breath reaches down to
fill the swell of my soul
blessing it with the key
to paradise
but,
not yet, I pray
not yet.
~*~
© Daydreamertoo *All rights reserved
*This is my Utopia.
You may say I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one. (John Lennon)
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I so feel this more lately….we want to do so much more, and so do find there is so much left undone….
Very fine composition. Love the style and voice you give us. I agree…not yet.
Lovely in form, expression, tone, and message. Quite nice 🙂
Lovely words…and difinitely not yet!
Anna :o]
Beautiful writing, Bren. But, definitely not yet …
Pamela
I absolutely love this. To me, it has such a spiritual meaning. I think it’s my Utopia too, but as you say, not just yet.
Spiritual and beautiful.
I love this mythic image and the contentment in your voice. This is such a comforting message for someone who is missing a loved one.
Gorgeous writing, so full of ambition, anticipation and of longing for a life not completed – not yet.
No, not yet….but someday…and that is a beautiful thing. Lovely poem 🙂
Simply beautiful.
fill the swell of my soul
blessing it with the key
to paradise
Yes, there’s a lot to live for. So much to do in so little time! Nicely written, Bren!
Hank
Let us hold onto the imperfections of the lives we’ve made just a bit longer. I agree.
A beautiful climb up the mountain–you have such vision! and thank you for leaving us with the assurance–not yet–would miss you mucho
i am just tired of climbing mountains…i’d rather curl up under a tree…and nap for some time….where’s the assurance that the view will be clearer there , than it is here…..
you capture your emotions neatly….
I like that last part…not yet ~ Lovely post ~
Take care Bren ~
Oh, not yet definitely!
Love this! “Not yet, I pray…not yet.”
lot of drama
Bren, you are a star … beautiful words … echoes into eternity … wow! There’s something wonderful about ‘whispers of night breezes / still softly teaching wisdom’ and the words ‘not yet’ are simply haunting ~ beautiful
Beautiful! I love this!
” I’ll climb and keep on climbing
until all the mountains
are conquered
and, standing tall will hear
whispers of night breezes
still softly teaching wisdom.”
well, written, totally encouraging and strengths writing. Blessings
Gorgeous…but not yet!
Gorgeous! But–yes . . .not yet
feels like elevation to clouds and beyond…..so inspiring and airy, this. thank you~
This is beautiful. Peace, Linda
A beautiful picture, and oh, not yet!
“Not yet” wow…what an ending…amazing writing !!!
Getting sucked up there would be fun, but yeah not quite yet. It may be an alien trick though haha
what we do here
echoes into eternity….ha, nice truth embedded in there….
the breath of heaven stretching down to swell your soul…smiles…love that bit bren….quite the experience…
Very nice, Bren. I am sure the view WILL be beautiful…but…..sometime in the (distant) future is fine with me too…
Until all the mountains are conquered… Yes, these words are something I really needed right now 🙂
One special poem I would say…I just wonder why this ending…in spite the yearning…
what we do here
echoes into eternity…so true…i like the images…the climbing…the standing on the hill, heaven’s breath reaching down…and will hand us the key at just the right time..
Gorgeous . . . but, I agree; not yet!