In heavenly skies
25 June 2016
The hum rocks stone
Hurling all matter
Handing the key to glory
On silver platter
The deaf muted alone
Keep humming song
We will sing along
Like the streams that gather pace
When joining deltas
Flowing into the sea
You me and she
Sworn fraternity
Orchestrating symphony
Genderless voices
The roots bear our choices
She, he are we
More than eye can see
Do you count my ageless Time
Follow you my rhyme
I dine on the flood
Red blue my blood
Purple are my veins
In you I am what remains
Lavender my stains
Now see me out of chains
Speak my blessing
Mighty is the beast
Deadly breath remember ring
It reeks of hollows
When served all is but feast
Wine in tavern
Bring me your lantern
Let us in supper rejoice
As the night bleeds end
In shadows of valleys
Of left overs
Remains of the day
We gather light from sunrise
Never in the clay
By will is the deed done
Through thoughts we rise
In heavenly skies
Carving out a new kingdom
A new world to come
Of all atoms the sum
Reading of the poem:
Celtic Battle Song – Leah
Angel Fell – Leah / Kings and Queens
This Present Darkness – Leah
Dear Geetha. Your poetry and song will be my motivation to write. I added many of the songs to my favorites. Thank you.
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Most welcome and thank you John. I am looking forward to reading what you write. It always amazes me to witness the levels of your sensitivity (and this may sound cliché) considering you were a soldier as we have a very different image of soldiers.
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Thank you Geetha. Soldiers are just young men forced to do the dirty work of governments who forgot the old wisdom. The young are the wealth of a nation. Why teach them death before love and life. I believe. Send the old men who want to fight.
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I agree with you so much! Let the politicians wage the wars they call for. Why send others to death while they live a lush life. Definitely life before death ❤
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Would be no wars if the old men would have to fight.
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😀 You are so right!
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there are no words for your writings, your talent is powerful…this post is deeply impressive…
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Thank you Mihran
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This really flows, mesmerically, Geetha
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Thank you Derrick. This is dreamtime poetry in waking state. When I am fully deprived of sleep I dream awake :). Yet people wonder why I am single 😀
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Oh my, this is breathtaking. 💕
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Thank you Sarah 💕
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Amazing, Geetha! And your sweet voice. Wonderful. Also your art! I don’t know where you find those but they are fantastically mesmerizing. 🙂
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Thank you Em. The artwork is the fruit of a collaboration between several artists and a legally blind artist called George Redhawk who turns them into gifs to try to convey how he sees the world. You should google him and see his artwork, it is absolutely breathtaking!
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Wow! It really is! Thanks, I will check it out! 🙂
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Welcome 🙂
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Beautifully written and love the image!
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Thank you Wendell!
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