In the quiet morning; in those few precious moments before the rising of the sun
Thoughts of him flow through my mind like a cascade of rain showers... gently falling
I want to run amain to him; I love him with every beat of my heart
I want to fling myself into his arms and just be held softly against his chest; the love I hold immutable
I could not even think to commit to another; he is the one always on my mind
Isn't finding love and showing love the true meaning behind this circle of life?
Should we not take stock in nurturing that love once it is found?
I ponder these things in still quiet hours of the morning
When the world has yet to impose its' chaos
A time cherished before the events of the day can lodge themselves into my sub conscience
Thus, thoughts of him flow gently through my mind
Circling 'round and warming my heart; bringing a smile
In the quiet morning, I think of how awesome God is to have created us in love; to be loved and to give love
Yes; for without love, we are nothing
In this circle of life, may the love I feel for him and for my Heavenly Father make me a pioneer in spreading love around the world
A contest entry
- Poetry by FindingFaith.
300 points, ended October 5, 2007, 5 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Excellent
Oh my this was so exquisite and amzing. A very vivid and touching write. Congrats on your gold.
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I really enjoyed this piece. My only suggestion is to not make some lines so long and then use a one word line. It makes it choppy and hard to read. I agree wholehearedly with your message and twas beautiful.
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SO LOVELY AND INSPIRATIONAL!
If only more would share your outlook how this world would be a much happier place in which to live!
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