Count the Stars in Silence
Cover the touch wandering in and out
of the brightest tides of time
because the splendor of diamonds
will run away
leaving you with empty hands that sigh.
Let your voice light everything
that shakes your blessings,
so that you may live,
continue standing
never hide.
Count the stars in silence,
get lost
in their features
as you dream of holding hands
with the tides of time.
You will find yourself in flight
over roads that meet years
full of deep eyes
with no tears.
Countless thoughts you will treasure,
raining down
in perfect rhyme.
Bid farewell to your trust in wealth
it can die before your eyes.
Cover the touch
of the brightest tides of time.
Count the stars in silence
when you fly over the roads
of your memories.
A strong breeze
will blow into your thoughts,
sweet
as the finest wine.
Cover the touch wandering in and out
of the brightest tides of time
because the splendor of diamonds
will run away
leaving you with empty hands that sigh.
Let your voice light everything
that shakes your blessings,
so that you may live,
continue standing
never hide.
Count the stars in silence,
get lost
in their features
as you dream of holding hands
with the tides of time.
You will find yourself in flight
over roads that meet years
full of deep eyes
with no tears.
Countless thoughts you will treasure,
raining down
in perfect rhyme.
Bid farewell to your trust in wealth
it can die before your eyes.
Cover the touch
of the brightest tides of time.
Count the stars in silence
when you fly over the roads
of your memories.
A strong breeze
will blow into your thoughts,
sweet
as the finest wine.
© 2011 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm
Your poetry is really beautiful.
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merci pour l'envoi Neva :)
Sweet memories. Love your words and how you manufacture them into something special.
ReplyDeleteWise words beautifully said :-)
ReplyDeletegosh, just lovely; nice flow and imagery you created here. LL
ReplyDeleteLosing that desire for wealth and seeing and being able to count the true generosity of the cosmos is a beautiful thing. I bend my back over the fence just to be able to see as much of that starlit sky as I can.
ReplyDeletealways lovely
ReplyDeleteOutstanding perspective on proper priorities; thanks! :)
ReplyDeleteYour talent is at the top....love your poetry Neva...As sweet as you......Jean
ReplyDeleteWonderful weave of the lines in this Tapestry,Neva
ReplyDeleteWordsmith at the Loom, Thank you Lady.
nice and special :)
ReplyDeletehave a beautiful day Neva !
hugs,
Rokssana
thats cool art like it
ReplyDeleteThis makes counting stars seem beautiful.
ReplyDeletejust Beautiful :)
ReplyDeleteLike it, of course :)
Neat,x
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