Oct 23, 2009

Reverie

A time for reverie
why do we not spend it.
For our minds too, need a spree
of moments to refresh, fatigue to defeat.

Each day it strives to bring fruit.
So little time is given to re-boot.
There is power in service,
we are carried away, bankrupt of emotion.
The landscape is flat, we never see that crevice,
then we die to that dedication.

Through the cracks, do you see,
there’s more, why limit experience
to just a tiny me
in the whole of existence.
Create more moments in time,
splash colours across all memory.
Feel the heartbeat surge to song and rhyme,
the landscape undulate, art takes on poetry.
Can you feel the leaves rippling,
living is more than a fruit you see,
the horizon beckons, extending,
branches sway, stand tall, we are the tree.


(HA - Sep 2009)

9 comments:

  1. Love it. You have a gift. Keep writing.

    Blessings and prayers, andrea

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  2. Lovely, came at the right time. "why limit experience to a tiny me". My son and I will be making our rounds to the homes of the elderly. we are excited, one way to get out of the 'ME' centre and 'THEY' centre instead.

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  3. I love reading poems and this one was very interesting .. Had to read it twice.

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  4. Thank you..sometimes I'm afraid it might only make sense to me.
    Hi Farila - it's a sign off.
    God Bless

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  5. Anonymous23/10/09

    Work is something most of us have to endure. But time is what we make of it, and we should do more with ourselves for ourselves.

    TG

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  6. Be blessed...

    http://www.gospel.com/

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