Wisdom of angels
fell like spent seeds of autumn
upon followers of dead words
denied deeper eyes of faith;
light rose as sunrise in a soul.
Thoughts took wing,in living spirit;
and time and space bent to weighty understanding
for even in the smallest existence
are visions of all possibilities; chances of a day,
vast flowing potential of a lifetime.
Author notes
Your prompt is:
"To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
An eternity in an hour."
~William Blake
I remember reading how Blake was persecuted by the Church because he believed that angels spoke to him, imagine...
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beautiful i believe i'm drawn to your poetry for the touches of fresh darkness that you bring, as weird as it sounds every i read a piece of yours images are sepia in my head, anyway, this personally i don't like angels that much but you know this piece, brings the light and the hope in a whole new level.
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thank you Leslie...your words are kind and tender, so lovely... your thoughts will take you someplace, your sepia thoughts, finding light... so wonderful to hear from you...PK
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Oh this one sure is written with beautiful hues of warm thoughts. After reading the prompt given...I must salute you my friend. You have done a dynamic piece and I liked it even better then the prompt......novy
You are always in rare form, producing some wonderful reads....
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Beautiful...
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Gorgeously written, and as Lynda says, absolutely perfect to go with the quote, well done!
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This is perfect for the quote.
"Words of angels
fell like spent seeds of autumn
upon followers of dead words
denied deeper eyes of faith;
light rose as sunrise in a soul."
This touched me from beginning to end and left me with a feeling of hope...sigh~
Lynda
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