Post by carndo on Jan 31, 2005 2:51:34 GMT -5
Remembered through these days in the name of peace,
Rich in the fullness of a heart
Bright, full smile.
Yet in the twinkle of your eyes
That harmony
Rises to touch a special light
Welcomed, in an open door
You revere life.
Your message is heard through echoes
Met, that some how still rings
Your enchantment, in spirit
Settle there in the bloom
And contemplate passionately
The aromas of these thoughts, which
Waft up to you
Addressing, your nasal sensory
And, be remaining as always with
This kind heart so well framed
In the fallen, golden leaves
Reverberating their softest, touch
Falling like snow flakes, to rest
On your brow in peacefulness.
Dreams forever soothe thy comfort
In spirit authentic, a miracle.
Living waters in that truth.
We return to the circle of time forever
Felt in an awakening connected, in
A pathway that leads to a soul
And there we find in the hangings suspended
Like weeping branches.
Images of ourselves from afor,
Afor the now that we have reached
And see, amongst them the tears
That our past actions have caused.
Regret the tears but not the lessons
Betwixt that journey forever
Held in a smile.
Those consequences revealed in a passion,
A warmth in a summers dream,
Sensual in its taste.
Fulfilled a heartbeat at a time
Warm, magical,
Savored in a breath.
Alas I feel those changes in the wind
And in that essence
I find, that need
Between the heart & the soul.
May 15, 2002
Billy E. Whitehorn & Brian Williams
Rich in the fullness of a heart
Bright, full smile.
Yet in the twinkle of your eyes
That harmony
Rises to touch a special light
Welcomed, in an open door
You revere life.
Your message is heard through echoes
Met, that some how still rings
Your enchantment, in spirit
Settle there in the bloom
And contemplate passionately
The aromas of these thoughts, which
Waft up to you
Addressing, your nasal sensory
And, be remaining as always with
This kind heart so well framed
In the fallen, golden leaves
Reverberating their softest, touch
Falling like snow flakes, to rest
On your brow in peacefulness.
Dreams forever soothe thy comfort
In spirit authentic, a miracle.
Living waters in that truth.
We return to the circle of time forever
Felt in an awakening connected, in
A pathway that leads to a soul
And there we find in the hangings suspended
Like weeping branches.
Images of ourselves from afor,
Afor the now that we have reached
And see, amongst them the tears
That our past actions have caused.
Regret the tears but not the lessons
Betwixt that journey forever
Held in a smile.
Those consequences revealed in a passion,
A warmth in a summers dream,
Sensual in its taste.
Fulfilled a heartbeat at a time
Warm, magical,
Savored in a breath.
Alas I feel those changes in the wind
And in that essence
I find, that need
Between the heart & the soul.
May 15, 2002
Billy E. Whitehorn & Brian Williams