(i) YES. THIS I WILL DO FOR YOU.
Yes
This I will do for you
I will write you a room
in mid-air
a room with a view
yet only a preview, Love
of Dreams that will last
(I dreamt I was in love
I wrote a room of glass)
a footrest
for a wingless soul
cliched I know
"Magnificent view ..."
irises murmuring vistas
a view overlooking a River
of Freedom's deepest quest
Ah!
to see Eternity
clarified
within your eyes
to be an endless Day of sight
moment upon pure moment
intensely entwined
to find the core of All
I will write you a private view
of "me" and "you"
together in mid-air
in our room of glass
two stars entering door upon door
leading to the Heart
of Hearts
Your eyes
will turn to crystal
it will touch me by my name
within your heraldic call
our view
will be the same
(I dreamt I was in love
I wrote a room of glass)
Within the slanted words of sight
our view will lead us
from dark night
Our room will be not hot
nor cold
and we not young
nor old
Yes
This I will do for you
I will write a room
for us
myra
30.08.2003
I am posting here a song I've written for a much loved soul - you may follow the thread if you wish ... Somehow this song belongs to my room-poem - and somehow it is written as an answer ... Don't ask me, because I don't know It's a strange, strange world we live in ...
(ii) SONG FOR HIM
I am sent back to your homepage by an urge I can't describe
Want to read all songs at once yes want to read about your life
You are dreaming in my soul with feelings captured in jasmine
I love to hide within your heart whilst I'm roaming in your eyes
Just another dreamer
Upon your path I know
But my sorrow turns to laughter
I am feeling free and whole
I am sure there is a Place we all may one day call our Own
But right now I am drifting on life's Ocean all alone
For a moment you're my harbour I am anchored by your smile
Your soul becomes eternity your mind my body's guide
Just another dreamer
Upon your path I know
But my sorrow turns to laughter
I am feeling free and whole
Your tender touch within my thoughts
I am your music's soul
You are leading with your heart's guitar
I am feeling free and whole
myra
31.08.2003
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A neverending poem ... Although my soul belongs to Him, it will forever search for him ...
Written August 29th, 2003
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I see your romance
...yet again. Where is your star so bright, does it share your sparkle tonight? My roots do bind me to this earth, growing for all they are worth. But I will hold this place just and true, for the finder to come and stare from this place
so seeing the star ... called you. So you see, it is not so silly to be a tree and its my gift to thee.
Beautiful soul.
D.
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Very loving and giving and unselfish.
Those are three of the most beautiful words in the dictionary - anyone can say them - but it takes a person who has actually internalised the meaning of them to convey them through a poem (or in their actions). I expect your poems and your actions are similar though - you're a very good person. -
Simply beautiful! It reels me in a little closer to him. He is my light, my star, my guide and so much more.
I can always read your works and feel uplifted, even when I feel so down. You remind me of all the things that are so important and the things we should cherish. Your words always guide me to the path I know I should be on...
Thanks
Hugs and blessings
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There is so much love in these lines... (I dreamt I was in love
I wrote a room of glass) gives me a visual of writing words on sheets of glass, so the words appear to hover in mid air forever... truly stunning work. I thoroughly enjoyed your words. Thank you - Helen -
This is so beautiful... very romantic. Sounds like paradise to me :-))
Wish i'd find that someday... a very heartwarming poem :-)
~ Wendy -
I really like how you use rhyme loosely and play with other sound devices on this poem.
But more than that, I love this soft refrain:
“(I dreamt I was in love
I wrote a room of glass)”
This poem feels so soft and wonderfully fragile. Thanks for sharing it.
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'I built my house on barley rice
green pepper walls and water ice...
windows of paperwood and ceilings of light
and everything emptying into white'
A few lines from a Cat stevens song.
'and love that ambient hand, strokes gently'
wonderful Myra.
Jules. -
Somehow you were able to stir my soul with this write. I feel in touch with the universe and my sense of urgency to be more than I am has increased because I read these words~
and in this room
where shadows cannot fall,
where transparent are my sorrows
and joyful is your call,
I am found and always known,
never to be alone
as once I thought I was
inside my old opaque room.
Thanks for this poem.
Hugs~ Joyce -
A truly beautiful creative poem this is
Ms.Poetess
I loved it
Luv you too
Come see me I miss ya
Luv ya
Susan~~~
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I like this.
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very good
Excellent poem. I enjoyed the feelings and the smooth flow from end to end.
Favorite lines:
to see Eternity
clarified
within your eyes
That is fantastic.
Thank you.
John -
Thank you, Lewis, for your kind and thorough comment ... I missed you lately ... Kinda busy, hey!
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Thank you, Travis, for reacting to my poetry in such an enthusiastic way ... I appreciate it.
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Insightful and melodious.
One thing that truely strikes out at me in this poem is the atypical response to "I will do everything for you poem."
Here, the "I will do this for you", is a qualified, realistic, yet romantic; tender though not wistful portryal of the action we call love. The word "view", I beleive plays a crucial role in this poem. Symbollically, you describe how the speaker and her lover "view" each other, but deeper, how, throught he crystal, the profound ineffable soul "views" each other. Intresting and good usage here.
On part II, I love the closing stanza:
Just another dreamer
Upon your path I know
But my sorrow turns to laughter
I am feeling free and whole
Your tender touch within my thoughts
I am your music's soul
You are leading with your heart's guitar
I am feeling free and whole
Yes, through love, sorrow does turn into laughter. But perhaps the thing I love most about this is the excellent rhymes.
Good job Insightful and melodious.
~ Lewis
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so much I admire in this provocative writing.
Your eyes
will turn to crystal
it will touch me by my name
within your heraldic call
our view
will be the same
I love how true it is that when someone sees us in a special way,
crystal clear, we are touched by their vision. it calls us by
name and we can identify ourselves in a new way as we see ourselves
as someone else does.
beautiful! -
Thank you Satine Auror ... I appreciate your kindness.
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::sigh:: truly lovely poem. Normally when people try to write a love poem (myself for example haha) they end up writing cliche's, yes so many of do, do this. But you were able to take the feeling of love and put it all it's feelings in a different, original format. I certainly loved the way you said "I will write" rather then "I will view" or "I will see" Cause when you write you create an image, a space, a setting, or as you put it, a place for someone. I truly enjoyed this, and the flow of the poem. Keep up the good work!
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Thank you, PoetryGirl - always nice to see you youngsters ...
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these are 2 beautiful works..the frist one flows so well and it is such beauty within the lines it made me smile and feel the love inside my soul as well...and the second was cute and it showed your like or love for this him you speak of!Good writes!
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Thank you, Gill - I am glad that you enjoyed the write ...
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Myra as always something in your words touches a deep place in me, I feel overwhelmed by this write.. wonderful work Poetess
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Thank you, Ivy Rose, for your support and understanding ...
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Brilliant!!
Myra....I love the the ying and the yang of this poem and song. You are right...they do complete each other, somehow. There is a common bond, the thread of love woven through. Both beautiful and lovely on their own; yet together they are completely whole. Fantastic writing, my friend!!! ***Ivy Rose -
Thank you, Tormented Soul, for the comment ... I am off to read your work ...
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Thank you, Artis, for a deep reflective comment ...
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lovely writes. glad you feel this way about someone.
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within their marbled world their world swirled in multi colored warmth and they were swept away in bedazzlement by the glitter and the stained glass of their love....fragile it was but it could handle the chips and still emerge catching the light of love's warmth in exactly the same way....into a ring they were tossed and joined together with a clink of champagne glass....let no one knock them out of the circle for they belong in the center..the cat's eye..the shooters that leave trails for others to follow...Artis
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within their marbled world their world swirled in multi colored warmth and they were swept away in bedazzlement by the glitter and the stained glass of their love....fragile it was but could hancle the chips and still emerge catching the light of love's warmth in exactly the same way....into a ring they were tossed and joined together with a clink of champagne glass....let no one knock them out of the circle for they belong in the center..the cat's eye..the shooters that leave trails for others to follow...Artis
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Dearest Bonnie - Much wisdom within your comment ... Leave me pondering on life in general and specifically the soul's journey ... Thank you, Love.
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Thank you, Mikaela, for the comment; poetry is simplicity ... I really strive to be simply soul ...
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Baie dankie, Mada, dit is vir my werklik 'n eer dat iemand so jonk soos jy my gedigte waardeer ... En dat jy 'n eks-Suid-Afrikaner is, maak dit nog meer besonders ... My komplimente aan jou en jou ouers dat julle Afrikaans in die vreemde lewendig hou
Thank you for your comment, my dear.
Liefdegroete. -
Odyssey, thank you for reading me ... I am sincerely grateful.
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Thank you, Henri, for your comment. I am touched.
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ah Myra...i came back to read your song, and find your soulful words joyous and inspiring. these lines particularly touch my heart with deep meaning:
'I am sure there is a Place we all may one day call our Own
But right now I am drifting on life's Ocean all alone
For a moment you're my harbour I am anchored by your smile
Your soul becomes eternity your mind my body's guide'
i am reminded, time and again, of that proverb that goes, "When the student is ready, the teacher will come." how many times we all touch the lives of others, and they touch ours, whether in person or online...and each one leaves a tiny mark...our course, because of that one contact, is changed forever...sometimes it's huge and unmistakable, other times it's nearly imperceptible, but change is what we are about, here in life's perpetual cycle. that's what this song makes me think of:)
who we are exists only in a moment
and when the moment is gone, replaced
by the next one,
we are new again...
always, brand new...how wondrous!
thank you for sharing these beautiful thoughts and words, dear friend...i have found strength in them:)
love and light:)
bonnie -
well I loved it myra... to be honest I did not always understand with your use of your extensive vocabulary, but I enjoyed the read, you are an inspiring writer
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Wow... this is very good. The concept of "writing a room" is one i've never thought of, or even seen used for that matter anywhere else. I really admire your work, and hope to someday be able to write like this. keep up the excellent work...i'll keep on reading.
liefdegroete
your Canadian/South African friend
~Dreamer (AKA Mada) -
"(I dreamt I was in love
I wrote a room of glass)" - a place where you could see yourself, and others could see too.
"Your eyes
will turn to crystal
it will touch me by my name " Frozen in time for ever calling to you, Myra, this is just beautiful poetry...how else can one describe it?
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Beautiful, tender and idyllic write here Myra. Love the descriptions you've painted of a transparent, deep and committed spiritual union. When we dwell in this place where love is absolutely pure, we are in fact timeless and boundless, and so it should be. Your authentic heart beams through these words with an amazing clarity.
namaste,
Henri
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Oh dearest Soul ... are we not all dying, to live one day All Day? I am holding you.
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im a dying man i come and i go wasted and loaded filling me up like a balloon and i see the clouds feathers on birds and you ask what does this have to do with this writing but dreamy like air a muse i see slipping throuhg the craxks of beautiful words painted on the page on the screen
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I've read your drowning poem ... I am glad you float
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Ah. Jen! I am sooooooooo glad if you did ... You deserve the best. Yip. As you say, Poetess ... as you say. HUGS.
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soulmate......yes.
I think I may have found mine.
theres nothing I wouldnt do.....if he asked of me.
isnt it funny, how as we grow older, all the times when we thought we loved......and then finally find it, realize, those times we thought we did, were nothing compared.
it feels good -
Thanks Bonnie, for commenting ... I am so glad you returned ...
Thank you, Sherry, for being so loyal ... This poem is for a soulmate.
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Ps yes going to bed soon had to catch up on reads especialy yours lol :):)
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Oh this is a very nice romantic piece...Myra the room of glass like the perfection of seeing out into the beauty and very best dreaming outside those dreams....from within your heart...as the reflections extend from the heart and mind....out into words expressing to him the best of what could or hopes to be...Did you dedicate this to your hubby? It would be a nice piece for him.....to share those dreams of whats in your heart inside that comes out....so like in that room of glass looking out into those dreams...from within and inside that coming out did I explain this okay? In that room of glass being able to look out even more openly able to express whats in your soul Myra.....for him....and that inspiring you to have a more clear view into those dreams.. Hope I did okay for almost 3am....A lovely write hope I did alright dear friend. Sherry
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love the concept of "writing a room"....a room of glass...where one can both see out of and be seen...protected and exposed...open and yet closed. both sides of the coin...this will have me thinking on it all night....wonderful write, myra:)
bonnie
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