Monday, February 7, 2011

Soft Words Weep in Stillness - Feb. 07, 2011


Soft Words Weep in Stillness

The early morning listens to soft words that weep in stillness
Echoing from the treetops of their existence
While distant mountains breathe an air of sadness
Into the verses that now arise
From my soul

In places where the sunrise accepts forever's gentle fade
Stand the tears upon a raindrop's face
Falling a thousand times to be lost in the shadows
Where they play among the pages
Of my day

But when the scent of a special grace, smiles into my depths
Sweet spirals of my existence break through
I find I am breathing out an air of precious gladness
Into the verses of soft words
That ensue

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011

11 comments:

  1. I've missed your poetms Neva, this is stunningly beautiful and graceful.

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  2. ... the tears upon a raindrop's face - magical, as is the whole poem.

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  3. "Where they play among the pages of my day..." - so beautiful. The entire poem just weeps beauty, Neva. Gorgeous.

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  4. Magical is the right word for this beautiful poem.

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  5. Magically beautiful write! :)

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  6. Sweet echoes in transformed lines, conveying peace.

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  7. This really beautiful poem Neva,,

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  8. so beautiful Neva! I love this line "In places where the sunrise accepts forever's gentle fade
    Stand the tears upon a raindrop's face"

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  9. What a beautiful way to start the morning..! Thank You for your lovely inspiration..!

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  10. magical and majestic

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