Tag: poetry

Divine direction lights the way
and gives us evidence for hope.

Attend to the ethereal 
and scintillating sound,

The bird that perches in the tree,
from burdens of distress, is free.

Like butterflies with bronze and golden wings,
that flutter to the earth in dying flight,

I can only think in rhyme,
carried along by the rhythm,

“I cut down my lilac today,”
she said as she glanced at his face.
He didn’t respond or betray
a change she could easily trace.

The only way for her to reach this place,
was to climb the mountain;
a giant volcanic citadel, soaring towards the clouds.

Beyond this place a region lies,
where gleaming marble mountains rise,
and rainbows curve their ribboned beams,

She stands before a mirror that is broken,
with jagged cracks distorting her reflection . . .

The books she is reading alone in the night
illumine her mind with a curious light,
revealing a pathway ahead,