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Garden of God
At that hour, We fly,
Fly away ---
Beyond the eyes of satellites,
Across the borders of nights,
Above the scalp of the earth,
Through the colonnades of white and dark clouds,
Into the light highways of silent space.
O my dearest, we shall fly,
Fly away ---
Upon the wings of brilliant wind,
Like a white dove of airy description,
With eyes darting piercingly like an angel
In spirit existence.
O journey so amazing!
Even now, we fly,
In a dimension surpassing imagination!
O vision divine!
Deep in the veins of our dreams.
So, let's snap the chains of fear,
Pull down the gates of doubt,
Then, raise our wings high in majestic skies
And fly.
Fly, fly, fly away ---
Through the gates of rainbows,
High above the city of stars,
Yet miles away from the sight of time,
Leaving below the skeletal remains of our despair;
And the sky of our troubles underneath our feet.
Up and up, we fly,
To ascend the mountain effervescent,
Among meadows with brushes of transparent light;
We climb still upon the wings of love infinite ---
In the garden of God;
City of angels ---
Aglow with golden patterns of heavenly songs.
Comments
chima ononogbu
Mon, 2020-12-28 15:46
Hi Teddy
I'm glad you find this piece "magical." I truly appreciate your power-packed and inspiration-filled words that keep oiling my search for a greater poetic gymnastics. Thanks.
Bathe yourself with poetry and let the world go to pieces.
Geezer
Mon, 2020-12-28 13:53
I'm thinking...
that when I go to my final rest, this is the way I want to go. Through the air, as if a bird flying home to the highest skies. A spiritual journey for sure! Nicest work I've yet seen from you. ~ Geez.
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chima ononogbu
Mon, 2020-12-28 15:48
Geezer
It's an honor reading your comments on my work. Thank you very much.
Bathe yourself with poetry and let the world go to pieces.
Asche Keegan
Mon, 2020-12-28 17:17
Dear Chima,
Woah
Woah woah woah woah woah woah woah
This is AMAZING
I love every line of it, and I found a tremendous emotion of wonderment having reached the end of it! Great job, and I could visualize it so well.
The imagery and language choices are spectacular.
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chima ononogbu
Mon, 2020-12-28 21:26
Asche
I truly appreciate your kind, inspirational reaction to my poem. Thank you.
Bathe yourself with poetry and let the world go to pieces.
Lavender
Mon, 2020-12-28 19:30
Garden of God
Hello, Chimaono,
This poem feels light and very free. Happy, and even joyful. "Leaving below the skeletal remains of our despair." That HAS to be the way it will be!
Thank you!
L
chima ononogbu
Mon, 2020-12-28 21:27
Thanks
Thank you for commenting.
Bathe yourself with poetry and let the world go to pieces.