Rise

There is an original song that I always loved by Bob Dylan called ‘Knocking on Heavens Door’ (Beautiful song )  and then an artist called Gabrielle did a new song in 2000 but with part of Bob Dylan’s music included in it. It’s this one in the video.
I’ve always loved the line:
‘Look at my hopes, look at my dreams, I’m building bridges from these scenes now, I’m ready to rise again.’

Too lost in you
wanting to believe
now, free from always wondering

reflection shows a wiser face
experience written in each
new line
and, a smile hides the sadness.

Forgiveness is paramount
to moving forward
and time turns lies to
specks of dust wiped away
with slips of ragged cloth
from those pieces of my heart.

How fragile we are.

But,
we weave that fabric back together
sewing hope within its folds.

Each heartache and pain
teaches
if not about others
then, something we didn’t
know about ourselves
and, when we have learned

Yes

we are ready to rise again.

~*~

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Forever By The Sea

Freedom comes in waves
I cannot lie
For I feel the power.
The sensual
majesty of play in ways
which always
soothe.

You rush to greet the earth
like a lover’s anticipated
moist, mist kiss.
Excitment builds.
Heart beats like a drum
then come the bulky tidal
waves.

But none can hold you,
nor, keep you in their sway
and I gain comfort in
the knowing.

The blue of you moves
and sees me breathless
as you reach inside, shake
the rock of my foundation
back to its infant core
with harmonic persuassion
and, always leaves
me wanting.

I resign all selfish ego
surrendering to your might
and could swim in you
for eternity, never
tiring from your steady
gush of life.

You come

You go.

And leave me free to
lazily gaze in dreams
Lose myself in the music
of your ebb and flow.

I love you like a harpist
plucks his strings…adoringly
Or, a pianist lovingly strokes
his keys.

But You…

are my perfect instrument
of choice.

So, play a lovers symphony.

A sonata just for me and
I will be…

Forever By The Sea

~*~

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Seeing beyond the visual

The sky breathes
unseen waves blow warmth
setting sap free to flow
through veins
each individual cell connected
to the whole.

The tree of life grows
instinctively pure.

Leaves relate their stories
to fresh, new blossoms
on the bough
pink, lush and lovely.

Each petal holds secrets
of the universe

and she,

she sees it all through
the fire in her eyes
as she too, unfolds in the
glow of the sun.

~*~

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