For the love of God
with the warmth of God
these flowers you press in my
hand, they flood the room.
Separate the waters from the waters
The parting sea reveals dry land,
new fervor,
and suddenly a fountain of forgiveness
a forest of ecstacy
First Poem
First Poem
grace of my heart
Re: First Poem
Grace,
Very nice poem. Second part of it may be metaphorically analogous to the
fertilization/enrichment that takes place naturally in some river flood plains.
Very nice poem. Second part of it may be metaphorically analogous to the
fertilization/enrichment that takes place naturally in some river flood plains.