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Click hereit goes by many names
to kiss radiance
taste turquoise glow
and live to tell the tale
a dream, a halo embrace
fingers gently tracing
locks of dawn ascended
from clouded vision
in this star lit garden
spring rain sparkling
contemplates, concedes
roll like dew from leaves
while wide eyed pilgrims
stroll silent, humble
worshipping a shrine
grown there, not built
it goes by many names
this state of being whole
singing storms to sleep
and praying roots to drink
call it love, epiphany
a veil of distortion parted
call it what you will
but right now, it is mine
is a many splendid thing, and this poem shows how wonderful it can be.
Great poem, Liar. But then again, all of your poems are.
Honey123
this would make a beautiful poem for a stepping stone..into MY garden :) loved it Liar, beautiful work
call it love, epiphany- love this word
a veil of distortion parted
call it what you will
but right now, it is mine- wonderful ending.
Beautifully written!
it's way above that. What a wonderful way to express 'this thing called love'.