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To find the beginning
shall I, travel beyond the stars
enter the arcing band of light
seek the circular rainbow
the throne of heaven
To find the beginning
shall I, walk the river of life
rest my weary feet on the
mossy shoreline, drink in
the waters of redemption
To find the beginning
shall I, sing bird songs
spread my fragile wings,
fly to the highest peak
of my transcendental existence
To find the beginning
shall I, listen with open ears
to the stories of the oaks & pines
to the stories of the oaks & pines
passed down through the seasons
ancients whisper to new saplings
To find the beginning
shall I, fire-walk barefoot
across a bed of hot embers
across a bed of hot embers
awakening my consciousness
shattering strongholds of regrets
finding faith along the way
To find the beginning
must I, journey to the end
must I, journey to the end
leaving imprints of my life
on this earthly plane
gravitating towards the light
transformation of being
sharing with Poets United
writing poetry about beginnings
on this earthly plane
gravitating towards the light
transformation of being
sharing with Poets United
writing poetry about beginnings
On the river of time...
ReplyDeleteThat's beautiful, Truedessa!
Pertinent questions my friend. Thanks for sharing your beautiful poem
ReplyDeleteMuch🌼love
Thank you for visiting! Have a lovely weekend
DeleteThis is very beautiful. I especially love the circular rainbow.
ReplyDeleteThanks Sherry, I once saw one while in a plane, quite the display
DeleteThe fire-walk stanza speaks to me specially. A beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteThank you Sumana, Have you ever firewalked?
DeleteYes, all of the above--except maybe not the hot embers (to each our own). But maybe (sshh) the beginnings are less important than the continuence. Very fine poem!
ReplyDeleteYes, the continuance of life and the journey..
DeleteOnward we must go with the footsteps behind, time only shows what we find.
ReplyDeleteOnward like a grasshopper one leap at a time.
DeleteI agree with Pat.
ReplyDeleteA fine write Truedessa.
Anna :o]
Thank you Anna,
DeleteI enjoyed your journey back to the beginning, Truedessa! I especially love the lines:
ReplyDelete'...walk the river of life
rest my weary feet on the
mossy shoreline, drink in
the waters of redemption'
and
'listen with open ears
to the stories of the oaks & pines
passed down through the seasons
ancients whisper to new saplings'.
I wonder how it would look if we could see the imprints of our lives on this earthly plane...
I too wonder what it would look like, how many places and people have we touched in the journey?
DeleteYour describion of the journey, is probably the only way one could find the beginning or the end, kinda like the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow? Loved your write.
ReplyDeleteThank you for visiting and your kind comment.
DeleteKinda sad if we don't get to find the beginning until we reach the very end. But maybe we're not supposed to.
ReplyDeleteMaybe, each day is a new beginning?
DeleteLoved your write Truedessa! You are an amazing writer! Big Hugs!
ReplyDeleteThank you! You are an amazing painter.
DeleteWhat would the beginning look like?
ReplyDeleteHi Blue, I am not sure what the beginning would look like as it would be new to me as well ;)
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