Of a sweet lady...
Sweet lady
Sweet lady in black, sitting alone, lost in your world of thoughts,
While the world revolves around you, yet still you do not see,
While the music deafens the ears, you sit in your peacefulness,
What thoughts are those? this will you not share with me?
Your eyes speak of old bitter sadness, of journeys from the past,
Of anguishes and of wars lost, what was your part?
Yet still, a tiny flicker of a sparkle still exists, protected,
Somewhere deep, deep down within your heart.
You danced, swirled, with your eyes closed and your heart open,
You looked up to the lord, your arms stretch out wide, searching for relieve,
Was it HIS forgiveness you seeked? Or was it the lord’s strength you required?
HE watched, HE listened, and HE was there, this you have to believe.
In your anguish, with your head bowed, you teared silently,
Of painful numbing moments, of people and of thoughts of the past
Bonded by the chains of nostalgia, this you seek to shatter,
So that you may smile again, once more, and find your freedom at last
This world is cruel, it does not cry with you,
Do not tear sweet lady, do not despair
Amidst the pain, hope still rises, it never really dies
It was just shrouded by despair, through its very core,
It will find you once more, seek you out,
So that you, sweet lady, may tear no more
Sweet lady in black, sitting alone, lost in your world of thoughts,
While the world revolves around you, yet still you do not see,
While the music deafens the ears, you sit in your peacefulness,
What thoughts are those? this will you not share with me?
Your eyes speak of old bitter sadness, of journeys from the past,
Of anguishes and of wars lost, what was your part?
Yet still, a tiny flicker of a sparkle still exists, protected,
Somewhere deep, deep down within your heart.
You danced, swirled, with your eyes closed and your heart open,
You looked up to the lord, your arms stretch out wide, searching for relieve,
Was it HIS forgiveness you seeked? Or was it the lord’s strength you required?
HE watched, HE listened, and HE was there, this you have to believe.
In your anguish, with your head bowed, you teared silently,
Of painful numbing moments, of people and of thoughts of the past
Bonded by the chains of nostalgia, this you seek to shatter,
So that you may smile again, once more, and find your freedom at last
This world is cruel, it does not cry with you,
Do not tear sweet lady, do not despair
Amidst the pain, hope still rises, it never really dies
It was just shrouded by despair, through its very core,
It will find you once more, seek you out,
So that you, sweet lady, may tear no more
-EK-
posted by TheMindInTheHeart at Sunday, July 09, 2006
2 Comments:
You have a very interesting mind :)
The melody infused me, jarring at the core,
In my stillness, I was jolted to memories long ago,
Of happiness and sorrow of a lost rapport,
And the joy of rediscovering the impermanence of woe.
The given name ill-fits the divinity of One
Omnipotent identity that needs no dividing line,
I am trying to re-establish, with all its permutations around,
of a one-ness with the One that I can again call mine.
My very bad 2-cents worth of poetry reply.
The Tripping Goddess
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