I heard it in a song
grasping for reach
on the radio last night
my soul's journey
in the still without light
beyond this earth
our crutched, broken reigns
in convicted, confident solos
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Borrowing from tomorrow
my sorrow heard it just right
and regretfully, could resonate
to take flight
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I heard it, in a song
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Author:
Garth Rakumakoe (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Steps Ahead - Self Portrait : Somehow this song describes my soul's journey, beyond this physical realm. This is where this poem births from. Somewhere deep inside of me. A place even I cannot explain.
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Take therefore no thought for the morrow: for the morrow shall take thought for the things of itself. Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof.
Couldn't have said it better. Well quoted. Thank you, much appreciated.
There is so much good music out there which connect with the heart, and most are independent voices Iām afraid! Iām seriously interested in your play list (on the radio.)
Hi P - A pleasure always to engage your appreciation of the written word. It's the internal frequency of life's music I find, most times, that shapes our frame of references, needless to say, a poetic perspective is also a radio frequency in its own write. The kind visit is much appreciated. Looking forward to many more poetic, and musical a sharing.
Beautiful dear Garth so elegantly done š¹
Thank you dear Teddy. šš¼ā¤ļø
Beautiful piece, Garth.
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