Awake all attend to the trumpeting,
The time has come for everyone to sing,
Slumber no more the day is almost here,
Lift your voices to a glorious cheer,
This is the day the archangels sang for,
Beckon and gather your friends to the door,
Will you dare to dream of your redemption,
And embrace the gypsy in ambition?
Be ready when Love bashes your door in,
And demands your wide-eyed attention?
- Author: David Wakeling ( Offline)
- Published: March 12th, 2024 02:05
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 8
Comments3
I am awake David and that love is already with me.
Andy
I'm sure you are awake.Thank you for commenting
A lovely, passionate poem David. Those noisy Arch angels!
Oh they have a song to sing alright.Thanks for commenting
That line “embrace the gypsy” is do exact , it’s NOW and true and also perfect counterpoint. How cool is that!$
Thank you so much.
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