Shoreline subtly altered
by rushing tides of Wonder
become sacred in their grasp
of Infinity;
Souls shift on currents guided
by an unseen hand,
sighing with each crashing wave
upon the beach.
Eternity waits patiently.
The river hears the prayers
of the Innocent with smiling ears,
swaying Beauty's shoreline.
Rainbows drift downstream,
unable & unwilling to hide
the tenderness of their journey.
Wind gently caresses currents,
smoothing & soothing jutting edges
with subtle remembrance.
Horizons sigh across the distance,
connecting Earth & Sky.
Future footfalls
will not change the Path
leading to Love & its children,
Affection & Grace.
Flowers fade, leaving seeds behind
to capture Time's intentions.
Tears dry in sunlight's embrace.
There is no need to implore the moonlit sky ~
she holds stars gently
in her outstretched hand,
offering Destiny
the chance to dream.
I am always alone,
with all the Hope
I can hold,
wishing on stars
so far from here.
Years move swiftly,
leaving shadows behind
in glistening Memory.
I want to run wild
with the horses,
singing into the wind.
My Heart is brave & true,
resisting contradiction
with visions of Hope ~
seasons have molded me
into a Poet of choice,
melting from chance encounters
with Beauty.
I adore Life
& seek Love
with every breath,
inspired.
Wisdom eludes me
on the Path,
but search for it,
I will.
I find Truth
in your sacred words
of wonder.
This one word
may very well be my last:
I choose Love.
Yearning through weary nights,
alone with shadows
that would haunt
should I let them,
I whisper Truth
to those that will listen
& hear with their Hearts.
I wander through the wilderness,
watching the horizon
of your eyes,
wishing on stars.
A true friend
never measures Time.
There is no wasted effort
in learning to sing
or to hear another's music.
I am no angel,
yet, I have wings
& love to soar.
I watch the horizon,
wondering at your flight.
I absorb your Light,
enchanted by sunrise.
Emotions swirl in my Soul
as though a gentle tempest
were set free by your fingers.
Your steadfast Honor,
never frail,
brings me to my knees
with gasping glory.
We measure strength
with cups of weeping past,
define Truth with words
we have found in loving.
Every moment
of Love's existence
is a sacred breath.
Patience expects reward,
but seldom receives it.
There is no control
beyond inhalation
of Dream.
Permission is granted
for eternal Truth,
both good and bad.
Earth & sky embrace,
infinite in their grasp.
When you blink ~
when you open your eyes again ~
I will be there.
Feet covered by sand,
I walk on your shoreline,
seeking solitude's shells.
Sometimes, tears are loudly silent.
The song wants to sing,
but lacks music.
Love wants to whisper,
but its voice grows weak
with tragedy.
It takes years of moments
to find the strength
we never knew we had.
When discovery comes,
the aching falls like rain,
growing flowers in barren soil.
I have wept more than enough tears
for the loss of Life,
yet first I gained a larger Heart...
I wish for you to know
the depths-heights-widths of it,
& that, even after being shattered,
Love repaired the glass.
I wish for you to understand
that it is possible
to love even more than this.
I know you understand much,
yet, there are corners of my Soul
left unexplored...
I wish for Time
to discover treasure.
The Soul must not be blamed
for the journeys it breathes;
we each must find the Path
in our own way, our own Time.
Love cannot be denied;
it sways in Spirit,
even when we will not allow
its sacred music to move us ~
perhaps we fear to dance
with the Infinite Dream.
The Past may be a source of Solace,
yet we must create new memories
if we are bound to live
with Love's gentle hand
upon our Heart.
Whispers ache across the distance,
the gentle sounds of passion's song
wafting on the wind,
drifting on the clouds,
seeking the embrace of rain
to bring them a steady voice.
They tremble towards the horizon,
yearning for a Soul
to bathe with Beauty.
They smile to know you are here
to hear their song.
His Beauty swirls,
rapid current of Dreams ~
sighing with Truth,
worrying for Time's sake.
She watches the night sky
with tears in her smile.
There is no distance great enough
to separate the echoed connections
of the Heart's sighing.
Singing Souls extend fragile breath
between Beauty & fervor,
whispering gently.
The wind aches for your fingers ~
my hair murmurs for your touch;
imagination is profound.
Memory but is a sigh
rippling upon the sacred river,
whispering your name
with a subtle smile.
I shall take your hand
upon this Path,
the Light in my Heart
keeping the way clear.
Morning comes sweetly,
unveiling warmth
with Light's calling ~
sleepy eyes open wide
at Love's dancing shadows
that softly whisper secrets
long past the waking dream.
Love whispers to the night
with Grace & Beauty ~
I hear it in your eyes...
Love requires more
than yesterday's memories...
It sighs for the creation
of new ones, too...
Your fingers of sadness
will ease the sorrow from your Heart
with dreams of a tomorrow
that will always come.
Time cannot hold back
the infinite tides of Love.
Its whisper is a profound echo.
'Tis only the shell that's temporary ~
the roar of the ocean within
is infinite...
We shall seek & find
the sacred shore,
where we will meet
our loved ones again one fine day...
We only weep for ourselves, you know...
for the longing in our bones
that aches for return to Glory...
We are impatient;
it will happen far too soon as it is...
This Life we lead, on this plane,
is an impermanent delay
on our Journey towards the Light...
We have much to learn
before we get there...
Your Soul is luminous...
I can see its glow from here...
Love requires no explanations,
only acceptance of Dream.
Sadness is but a fleeting moment
upon the fields of Time.
Joy remains vivid with Memory.
Tomorrow's flowers will bloom wildly,
scenting Life with color.
My garden is tended with Mercy & Grace.
I wait for Love's whisper once more.
If I weep,
it is only because I wander,
lost in darkness.
When I smile,
it is because Light
has found me again.
Every breath I sigh
is a sacred memory.
Life ~ & Love ~
offer infinite Gifts;
we need only unwrap the Dream.
I will search
every canyon & crevasse
for your still bones
until I find your whisper~song,
so that I may leave
the scent of wildflowers
upon your final bed ~
Time will never forget you,
nor shall I...
I feel it
in your every song...
The night need not be feared...
as long as Love embraces starlight,
shadows hold no malice,
only tender Truth...
The Soul is meant to expand...
whenever we think
there's nothing more to give,
yet another door opens
unto another room in the Heart,
showing us the infinity
of Love's powerful reckoning...
There are always miracles waiting
for our eyes to see...
we just have to have Faith
in their Presence ~
It's a comfort
to have company upon the Path...
I believe that those who are jaded
by Love's sighs
don't fully grasp the idea of surrender...
It doesn't mean giving up your Self ~
it means to fully embrace it...
& yes, I ache to touch Beauty...
Shadows cannot hide
the irridescence of the Heart...
Love is worth
every jagged breath we've drawn
in its pursuit...
Our Past has taught us, so well,
how to love & be loved...
I can only tell you
what I believe to be Truth...
what has been borne by experience
& ultimately, Wisdom gained
from truly living Life...
So, in answer to your question,
"when will you tell me something I could never believe?"
I will never tell you anything you cannot believe,
that you would not instinctively know
to be Truth...
I shall always only tell you
what my Heart whispers...
I only hold the pen as it surges,
be it whitewater or gentle stream...
There are still layers left
between me & the World...
I am but a vessel
through which the Gift flows...
I thought I heard music...
There will always be poetry
as long as there are people that feel
this incredibly beautiful ache
in their Hearts...
I do thank God for the solace I've found,
here in these hallowed halls of gathered Souls...
Here, I gain knowledge
& find the understanding I seek...
~ petals gathered May 20, 2006
Author notes
Picture credit: "Inner Peace" by L. Bogle
Picture courtesy of Ayizan
Background courtesy of Danna Hobart
kaibab & I have been composing actual poems as responses to each other's works for about a month now; before that, we left poetic comments on our poems...These verses are actually individual replies to the many beautiful words that Rich has been leaving on my poems since April 22nd; in order to read his thoughts that inspired mine, you'd have to sort through the critiques he's left, since he's been reading quite a few of my older poems, as well...He is a very dear Friend & a very gifted Soul...
It is my distinct honor to share this sacred Journey ~
this soulful Path ~ with him...
www.allpoetry.com/poets/kaibab
Link to a collaboration we did together:
"Word Play: Watching for You"
www.allpoetry.com/poem/1995706
Written May 20th, 2006
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Okie. There is a lot of poem to comment on. The more the better I am, as you can see the utterly irresponsible writer that hosted 'Your very, very best' I haven't been on AllPoetry in AGES and am only now getting around to commenting. I really am sorry. Let me just say that you were among the best. It was a really hard choise to make, and now as I re-read it, I'm sorry I had to let you go because during the second reading I see a lot more facets to this than I originally thought there were. You have a terrific talent for wording and you seem to instill a sense of peace, balance with the world into this work. It's an amazing piece and your words neverfail to amaze me no matter how many times I read it. This whole poem gives me the sense of a person sitting on a porch far from busy, noisy, dirty cities during a clear night listening to the tide and working towards understanding how they fit into the world, but most importantly, how the world fits into them. Because what is Poetry if not the surplus of Nature within you? Your capitalized words like Love, Life and Soul add a final touch to it and make it even more professional. I hope you keep writing and inspiring peace into others. Thank you for allowing me the chance to read this. I realized a lot of things about myself and others after reading it.
~Moonlight Midnight
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Indeed, it is, Rich...a blueprint of the foundation of what we will build with our words, my Friend...Thank you, Scribe...I couldn't have done it without ya... 
Wanda
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Congrat on silver wanda Lea...and yhis ia such a wonder diary of our explosive creative energy....Rich
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This one won silver in Danna's border contest, Rich... Wanda
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From your mouth to God's ear, my Friend...Thank you for your always enlightened, always elegant remarks...& for always Being, my Friend... Wander
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I have stood at the headwaters of rivers and watched as clear, pure, rushing water burst forth from the ground and delivered its beautiful bounty to the whole of creation. Sweet and free from the dross of stagnant tendencies... this water gives life to all it touches... it is stirred deep within the earth - purifying itself before its release onto the world's stage.
A miracle it would seem, yet it is the open channels that deliver such unending flow freely... they seek not to hold onto what they contain... but to deliver it without effort or apology.
Blessed Poetic Spring, Your fount releases words of elation, longing, solace, and wonder. I stand refreshed as the cool breeze blows across Your Divine waters and through my soul.
May this spark You have found burn eternal in Your eyes.
~P
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Thanks, Danna...That's how it felt to me, too, my Friend...I was a lil' inspired...
Wanda
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Wow, this was incredible!
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Thank you, Hana...I'm pleased you enjoyed it... Rich left the loveliest poem on here as a comment again...Be well, Poet... Wanda
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The flower of love
is never a single blossom...
A concert of petaled lips
applauds forever,
in wind song whispers,
this basket of fragrant truth.
We are only servants
of cryptic,
secret treasures,
such a symphony of souls,
carving musical trails,
where words join hands
to dance
in prodigal reunion
touching,
as eyes well,
in cyrstal tunings
of gratitude...
to finger our miracle
again and again.
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Love you, my Friend...Always have, always will...
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Marvellous!
Again!
I applaud you as I smile while reading these most inspirational lines.
Inspiration is a great gift, and the greatest kind of gift is the one that you least expected.
Rich has been an inspiration to me as well.
Love
~Hana~
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Actually, antpoems, these are combined individual verses left as replies to his comments on some of my poems...I've written probably at least 60 additional actual poems since we started speaking about a month ago...it's not hard to do at all...I write easily anyway & he's very talented & inspiring...we've done a collaboration together, as well...I'm glad you enjoyed it...Here's the link to the collaboration, if you'd like to read it...Be well, Poet... Wanda
"Word Play: Watching for You"
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it is unbelievable that u composed a poem, this long, drawing inspiration from someone else's feelings. hard to do and its well done. keep it up.
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I agree with ya, Sweetie...That's why I choose my Friends so wisely & so well... It's 4 am, Reenie...I'm gonna lay it down & turn out the lights...& see "what dreams may come"...Love ya, Lady... Wanda
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yes Wanda, it is the genuine that comes across--------anyone can write mere words, but if genuine is lacking, then the write does not amount to a hill of beans ( regardless of how well the words are chosen)
xoxoxoxoxxoxoxoxo
reenie
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Thank you for always reading me so well, Reenie...& for your always gracious words, my Friend...I'm pleased you enjoyed it...Rich is an amazing talent unto himself; I have been thrilled to witness his fiery display...& yes, we are both genuine people...I believe that's one reason we seem to "sing" together so well...He's a very generous Soul, too...It's people like you, him, Nicolette & others that make my time here such a pleasure & so worthwhile...Standing ovations right back atcha, Babe...Be well, Poet... Wanda
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My dear friend Wanda, you know that I have been a long time fan of your writes You definitely are at the top of the list of those that have always brought me great inspiration as well as admiration for your undeniable talent with words.....then along recently came Rich. I was hooked there as well after the first piece of his. Between the both of you I am always in awe . You compliment each other together and individually you each have a voice that goes right to my deepest core . You both are genuine people , great artists, and I am so flattered to be able to see and read your talents on here. Yes, this is lengthy ( but that only means that I will be returning over and over again )I find that upon every repetitive read I discover more , and please know that from a distance you always get a standing ovation Much love always to the both of you,
xoxoxoxoxoxo
reenie
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Thank you so much, my Sister of the Soul...You know I have been inspired by others to write, being one of the main sources of my inspiration, Nic...but what has been transpiring between Rich & I is completely unprecedented in my 33+ years of writing...we are both stunned by it all...& we can only hold on to our pens for dear Life while the current flows...These are only the replies I'd made to his beautiful comments on my poems...these do not include the poems we've been writing back & forth for the past month...as soon as one is finished, another has begun...I am honored & thrilled by my Gift, as you know...but the Gift he has given me ~ the Gift we are sharing ~ is something completely new to us both, I believe...He's amazingly talented & very generous, as well...Love you, Woman... Vlindertjie
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Amazing poetry written with the pen dipped in the light of soul....I am amazed...never have I seen so much beauty gathered together on one page, Vlindertjie. This is more than petals - it is an entire garden of beaty and I stand perplexed among the scents, the colours, the murmurs of soul-petals. Wonderful, wonderful, exquisite words of wisdom and beauty. This is something that needs to be read again and again. My, what beautiful words have passed between you and Rich....I feel like I'm rolling on fragrant petals and being intoxicated by the scent! Amazing work - each a poem in its own right! You are indeed a gift through which beauty flows...
~ Nicolette
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Thank you for reading & for your kind comments, naughtyfiza...I'm pleased you enjoyed it...Be well, Poet... Wanda
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Thank you for reading & for your kind comments, mchamplain...& for your obvious diligence... You don't have ADD, Poet...it's an epic...
I'm pleased you enjoyed it...Be well, Poet... Wanda
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Beautiful
Sweetie this was just beautiful although I guess I have (ADD) because it took me 3 tries to read it.
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It was pretty lengthy in the beginning; when i read it fully I found it is worthy of my effort; a beautiful poem with so much emotion and love..It is far more inteesting to note ow it originated, and I know kaibab is a lovely poet and freind..excellent work keep penning
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Thank you for your kind Heart, Amy...& I'm quite pleased about it, too... Wanda
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Thank you for your patience & kind words, Bunny...& I couldn't stop writing if I tried...not that I ever have... Wanda
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I knew you'd come, Trina...Thank you, my Friend... Wanda
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Your work is always so awestrucking.. Simply and purly gorgeous. There are not any words amazing enough to explain the way you write. I am so glad to have met you here on AP and I anticipate each new write I will read from you. The best of luck to you my friend and I am glad that you two have the dear pleasure of the time with eachother.
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Beautiful piece, very long but so well written from start to finish and well worth the read. expressive and captivating. loved the flow and feel of this piece. Great work! Keep your pen forever flowing! Bunny
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Wow!!! It was long but well worth the read. I am so glad that you two have found one another. You are blessed for that and we are as well. I so appreciate you sharing your beautiful gift with us yet again...Wanda there are no words...Trina.
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