The Miracle.

David Wakeling

Let me sleep now, with the blue bells in flower,
I would like to rest with beauty in my eyes,
All their subtle sweetness will never sour,
Unchallenged by the tranquil turquoise skies.

Let me walk this stony path in my bare feet,
So that I will not miss this palace of lies,
I will hold my hands up against the deceit,
And step into the truthful light of the wise.

My heart will welcome the heavenly seraph,
With a smile of gentleness and elation,
For my life has been along a sacred path,
And I have danced under the miracle of the Sun.

  • Author: David Wakeling (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 17th, 2024 14:45
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments2

  • Thomas W Case

    Beautiful imagery and use of the senses.

    • David Wakeling

      Thank you sir mush appreciated

    • Cassie58

      And I have danced under the miracle
      of the Sun.

      Some people travel through life without even noticing. Your words tell me you are a lover of the natural environment.

      Bluebells are the best part of spring. A lovely poem.

      • David Wakeling

        I do love flowers.Bluebells are my favourite.They are spectacular without showing off. They have a humble beauty.Thank you for your comments.Much appreciated.



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