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Sweet Symphony of Eternal Bliss My bended knee touches ground as I reach for a feather that I have found. Cherised blue crimson white light in my palm. Sign from an angel I whisper my favorite psalm. Under this space; lies my sweet soul; tender grace. Heroicly humble. Proud and discreet, Earned such honor traveling tragic streets. Blood that you saved; in hearts that still beat, Were lucky to have had the blessed of the best. With the help of your hands and God's eye So many lived because you were there, That perhaps would have died. My shoulders feel cool, as I walk away Your feather in one hand, I look back and blow you a kiss, Pray that you've found Heaven's eternal bliss. |
This Poem was Critiqued By: Claire H. Currier On Date: 2008-12-04 23:38:55
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Beautifully penned, filled with such love from your heart which is breaking even as you wrote this......
Like the feather that you have found, gives me the feeling of angels .....Heaven's eternal bliss is beautifully stated as well. Though at many times I refer to Heavenly's green garden.... for what better a place to be whole and free once more......thanks for posting, always nice to find your work. This is a must for the poetry contest this month. God Bless, Claire