Of transformation
17 May 2016
Lost fragments
The soul gathers slow
Endless task
Humming low
In the twining suns I bask
Split between the Times
Take my words
Reunite their glow
In half-light
The half truths
More than feel of nursery rhymes
Picture perfect shot
Hear them now
Arrival of birds
Giant wings
Leader sings
The songs of new beginnings
Of transformation
Reading of the poem:
Dawn – The Cinematic Orchestra
Arrival of the birds – The Cinematic Orchestra
Transformation – The Cinematic Orchestra
Outstanding song and words. Thank you dear Poet.
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Thank you John for your kind words
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Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
Amazing poetry by a talented writer. Please stop by her site and read her work.
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Thanks a lot John. I appreciate your sharing
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You are welcome my friend.
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Wonderful, Geetha! An excellent way of describing the methodical process of finding former pieces of oneself and painstakingly placing them back where they belong. ❤
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Thank you Eric. Yes, it can actually be very physical too and not just metaphysical 🙂 Be well my friend. Lots of love to you ❤
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Thank you, Geetha! ❤ ❤ ❤
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Welcome Eric ❤ ❤ ❤
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So even Transformations have new beginnings.
Shiva
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Transformation can be slight or all encompassing 🙂
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Excellent!
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Thank you Wendell
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