Movement’s grace soars radiant across soul’s sky
as music captivates perception’s bounds
streaming in bursts of incandescent light
to birth a state of being not of this world.
Euphonic lava flows with sounds heard and felt.
coursing in ecstasy as wings emerge and
the soul glides in harmony with creation;
single moments perfect break clock’s tracings.
Moments of such grace transcend existence;
lifting it to a plane vibrant with colors;
ebullient unimpeded free certain
of the wealth of spirit in such transactions.
Winter will come one day and wings will freeze.
Grief’s hold will try to steal all solid ground.
Storms may be delayed but destiny decrees
that blessed spring’s thaw will cease to exist.
A truth so painful could kill hope’s needed light.
Instead the door to alive is opened wide
to celebrate the depth of joy that breathes in
single moments of time if only seen.
Forever can thrive in instants so sublime.
Sheer existence sings if only in mind
and the spirit fights for peace by searching
unceasingly for all paths to soul’s flight.
Movement’s grace will not die with winter’s freeze.
but find a way to thrive in poetic
images and expressions that can soar
perpetually across soul’s sky in gratitude
Author notes
Prompt: Harrowed by Night Hope
Specific phrase:
When the weary sun lifts itself into a vast and shuttered sky
Photo source:
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Very nice vocabulary and the picture goes well with this write.
Moments of such grace transcend existence;
lifting it to a plane vibrant with colors;
The words glide across the page beautifully
Thanks for entering and good luck in my contest
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beauty
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I love the image and the last stanza is a succinctly presented summation of a poem filled with phrases and images of hope and growth from hoplessness to hope
also, my favorite line is the one stuart likes the best ... it sets the stage early for the thematic developement of this fine poem
thank you for entering this poem in my contest
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This is beautiful, Marlene!
Favourite lines:
"Winter will come one day and wings will freeze.
Grief’s hold will try to steal all solid ground."
Indeed, grief alters the path, bends the road and turns the tide; it takes us from our solid ground to hang us in abeyance. You expressed the latter well in that line.
Times does not pause, though a human heart may falter on its feet, 'til it finds them again and bravely puts "best foot forward". Our sorrows never truly fall behind as we go on ... but we can remember the rain as we head into the sun.
Stu
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Thanks for great comment Stu!
Marlene
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"Grief’s hold will try to steal all solid ground."
"searching/unceasingly for soul’s path to flight."
These were my two favorite lines among many worthy ones, Marlene. The first, because I know well the truth of it. The second, since surviving grief, my soul has re-learned to soar, especially within Danny's influence. This was written with wisdom and dipped in a palette of grace. Good luck in the contest, Sweetie. 
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Thanks for very kind (and amazingly fast!) comment! Point taken on learning to soar with words; didn't allow time to include in write (must stop procrastinating.......but actually stumbled on contest today).....
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I was making sure I'd commented on all the entries and hit yours soon after you'd posted it, apparently. As for soaring with words, mine have discovered a new flight plan since Danny and I got married; my writing has improved tremendously with his keen eye and deep sense of the profound.
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