tender is the thought
that my words, you’ve read
have touched your heart
have touched your heart
that the spirit of my song
has held a wind on your wings
and you dance with me
that you judge me not
for the words I do not use
or those I do, are no less of skill
at writing songs than yours
I notice you dance
with many who sing to you
synchronize your words,
not missing a step while
sharing each other’s verse
I see the beauty of an azalea
as I do in a daisy
a rose is no more beautiful
than a tulip
a cardinal to a robin
a maple to an oak
embracing each other creates
a lovely painting
all smile at each other
with loving grace
for all
are beautiful
on this canvas
they all have a 'say'
nice one, nene.
ReplyDeleteThis poem encapsulates what the blogosphere means to me - the sharing, the appreciation and encouragement, the mere fact that others read our words, and are moved to comment. Such a gift! I think this might be my fave of your poems , nene. Yes, "all are beautiful on this canvas". So lovely.
ReplyDeleteGracias, you two lovely ladies or as they say in spanish; 'ju 2 luvly senioritas' (lol)
ReplyDeleteThey are indeed ~ All have their own beauty and voice ~ Thanks for sharing your lovely thoughts ~
ReplyDeleteYes, I read you ... and am glad I do... very moving and beautiful poem Marco
ReplyDeleteLove this! All things have their own beauty. When we can find it, it enriches us.
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