Morning Sun
blinding the eyes
piercing through
to Soul;
Illuminating
the Truth.
Angelic song
encompassing the heart
awakening our
innocence,
unfolding our faith
to go beyond
what is visible
to the eye -
to see the honesty
of the heavens
our true path
to vibrate to the
sound
of
Loving Soul.
Napua O'lokelani
©Vallee Rose 1999
Song of the Rose
ReplyDeleteFor Zeus chose us a King of the flowers in his mirth,
He would call to the rose, and would royally crown it;
For the rose, ho, the rose! is the grace of the earth,
Is the light of the plants that are growing upon it!
For the rose, ho, the rose! is the eye of the flowers,
Is the blush of the meadows that feel themselves fair,
Is the lightning of beauty that strikes through the bowers
On pale lovers that sit in the glow unaware.
Ho, the rose breathes of love! ho, the rose lifts the cup
To the red lips of Cypris invoked for a guest!
Ho, the rose having curled its sweet leaves for the world
Takes delight in the motion its petals keep up,
As they laugh to the wind as it laughs from the west.
Thanks.