looking forward
the gaze and whispers,
come child, we often lay,
the single steps,
as the dark unto the light,
all trials are over,
and peace shall begin,
as the angels collect their innocents,
in mean time,
so are the gates of heaven...
A contest entry
- Picture inspiration. [Twenty entries OR three days.] by Naridill.
525 points, ended July 22, 2007, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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thanx you for that i always for get the spelling
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A beautiful feel for this poem. The spirit is unlimited. I love the choice of your words, trails and light.. God is not limited to shape, boundaries or bonds. These gates of Heaven are immeasurable and undiscernible by eyes and your poem is an unlimited vision of angelic wonders. God bless.
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WONDERFUL!
Only one glitch... "thier" should be spelled "their" if you mean the possessive form.
I love the imagery.
GL in the contest!
Write On!
jIM
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