Wednesday, March 24, 2010

HEALER


The sudden appearance of spring overtakes the long aching winter,
dry, cold and lifeless leaves become fresh,
offering life to colorful flowers and the green meadows.
Dark, gloomy clouds depart and move to distant lands;
and sun, takes its place in its own rink.
Sky looks neat and bright,
no more signs of the frozen pain.
Why has the world turned so miraculously beautiful,
is what I am reckoning over.
Chanting of the prayers helped,
or is it fate and time?
My healer has bestowed me a thorn-less life and
now I am embraced by the joys of spring,
prophesying me the arrival of eternal summer;
the dancing summer and the summer of fulfilled promises.

3 comments:

  1. infinite awesome for this poem! Hats off and thumbs up! You are a PQ!!! - Billz

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  2. Brilliant Amz...loved both the Poem and the change :)
    Very spontaneous and meaningful MA :)

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  3. Its such a pretty poem ams, so full of life. I love the how u can verbally paint a picture for us. This poem is so you ams, great job!

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Wednesday, March 24, 2010

HEALER


The sudden appearance of spring overtakes the long aching winter,
dry, cold and lifeless leaves become fresh,
offering life to colorful flowers and the green meadows.
Dark, gloomy clouds depart and move to distant lands;
and sun, takes its place in its own rink.
Sky looks neat and bright,
no more signs of the frozen pain.
Why has the world turned so miraculously beautiful,
is what I am reckoning over.
Chanting of the prayers helped,
or is it fate and time?
My healer has bestowed me a thorn-less life and
now I am embraced by the joys of spring,
prophesying me the arrival of eternal summer;
the dancing summer and the summer of fulfilled promises.

3 comments:

  1. infinite awesome for this poem! Hats off and thumbs up! You are a PQ!!! - Billz

    ReplyDelete
  2. Brilliant Amz...loved both the Poem and the change :)
    Very spontaneous and meaningful MA :)

    ReplyDelete
  3. Its such a pretty poem ams, so full of life. I love the how u can verbally paint a picture for us. This poem is so you ams, great job!

    ReplyDelete

Thanks a bunch to all the readers and comment writers!!

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