I found my heart upon a hill
That was to the sky a sill.
Though it lay upon old will,
I found a stone, that I found still.
Peace,
Abid
Category: Impressions
Poems inspired by life…
Garden of Sage
Wild horses… we bowed to taste morning dew,
The spirit dawn drew in gardens of sage.
We then cantered, it was then we both knew.
The Gods of Sumer lived in silence,
For our hearts reveled in the desert
When sage blossoms hid our penitence.
The wind carried our voices far away,
And far away we felt our voices fall.
We then thought that there we would also stay
Yet as wind swayed our nightly song,
He neared a desert’s aimless dunes.
That he did for a time we both thought long.
In our memory the wind is the same
As the whispers we spread in the garden
Where the sage’s parfum settled our name.
He thrust his self into me, into you,
Before our garden fell beneath his sand.
It was only then…then we were young too.
Suppose
Were a bush to bear a rose,
And only one, suppose
Which one of us would know
To whom a rose he did bestow?
It is a little something out of the ordinary from what I usually write, but I felt that hopefully you would enjoy it.
With Peace,
Abid
Speaking With
There is
“Not enough fire to burn every letter”
“i wrote for you,”
“Not enough air to feed this garden”
“of our ashes.”
There is
“A lutist still in thoughts”
“you allowed me to,”
“His quivering song that settled”
“your eye and mine.”
The embers will not die until
They steal winds from each mountain,
As they refuse rest and long to fill
Their valley with all the wind’s of heaven!
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