"Why do you cry on such a day as beautiful as this?"
This is a new one that I did early this morning. A true work of poetry that I have never attempted to touch on before. For a more realistic effect I used my name and from my point of view. Feel free to comment, but know that it is only a poem from a person, me, who thinks often about what it's like. I don't want to give away any aspect of this poem. So I will leave it at that for now and possible post on why I wrote it or how I thought of it. Before you read this I want you to keep in the back of your mind that should you comment I would like to know when it "clicked." And should you feel inclined tell me how it made you feel. I like getting feedback towards my poetry to see if I wrote it the way I wanted it to be interpretted. So I hope you enjoy it, but remember, 1. When did it click and 2. How did it make you feel.
Without further ado, I give to you my latest.
"Why do you cry on such a day as beautiful as this?"
My eyes became weary and aged,
while my mind was restless and paged
- through memories of years forgotten.
I shut my eyes for but a brief moment in time,
and let out of sigh of sweet sublime.
For in that moment everything was clear,
and in that moment peace was dear.
As vivid as a midsummer dream,
I was surrounded by fields
- divided by a stream.
I listened to the water talk to me,
and saw the buzzing, floundering bees.
I fell upon the cool green grasses,
and gazed towards the heavens cottony white masses.
As I lay there I felt the soothing, cooling breeze,
and let my senses take in all that they please.
I closed my eyes and took in the brilliant rays,
and thought to stay here for days and days.
As the breeze rushed across the prairie,
I heard a voice that made me wary.
I cautiously sat up to see who was there,
I looked in every direction but it was bare.
I rose to my feet and quietly took heed,
and again heard the voice calling to me.
I was not startled by the subtle bid,
but curious as to where it hid.
As abruptly as I began to tread,
I wondered what it said.
I spun around and as I glanced behind me,
a radiant light shown and I dropped to my knee.
I crawled toward it like a young child,
totally and utterly beguiled
- by what seemed to be taking shape
"Did you call out to me?" I stuttered,
And not a single sound it uttered.
Surrounded by beauty in every direction,
I knelt before suspicious perfection
- that no human eye had ever seen.
Brilliantly robed, two hands reached for me,
I heard it speak "Kevin, come with me."
He aided me to my feet,
and with a gentle, loving greet
- "It was I who was calling you."
The radiant light surrounded him still,
as I pondered this man's good will.
This man was but a stranger,
yet I felt I was in no danger.
I caught a glimpse of his face,
as I stood before unseen grace.
I dropped to my knees so suddenly,
asking "Who are you? Could it be?"
Tears filled my eyes and clouded my view,
of this stranger's glowing hue.
I gripped his hands tighter and began to cry,
then he knelt down slowly at my side.
As I turned my head towards this man,
I saw two identical wounds on his hands.
As I knelt before Him and I wept,
I knew it was true and had to accept.
He grabbed my face and kissed my head,
and with a smile he looked at me and said
- "Why do you cry on such a day as beautiful as this?"
I lifted my head and He wiped my tears,
like a loving parent does for so many years.
As I gazed around at all that I had seen,
I thought for a second that it was but a dream.
Without a word to be spoken,
I knew this dream was to be broken.
"I remember resting my eyes and began to dream,
and I found myself beside a babbling stream."
- I muttered to myself so wary
I looked around and the field was gone,
replaced by a heavenly picturesque dawn.
It was more than just a dream to me,
as I layed in the cool green grassy prairie.
I tried to collect all the pieces,
but the confusion only increases.
Then with one hand he took hold of my face,
and seemingly all the pieces were in place.
With a tender loving look from His eyes,
my eyes widened with such surprise.
As if He waited a lifetime for me,
He said to me with a smile of glee.
"I called you home to be with me,
and share in My heavenly eternity."
Copyright August 26, 2006
Kevin L.
Without further ado, I give to you my latest.
"Why do you cry on such a day as beautiful as this?"
My eyes became weary and aged,
while my mind was restless and paged
- through memories of years forgotten.
I shut my eyes for but a brief moment in time,
and let out of sigh of sweet sublime.
For in that moment everything was clear,
and in that moment peace was dear.
As vivid as a midsummer dream,
I was surrounded by fields
- divided by a stream.
I listened to the water talk to me,
and saw the buzzing, floundering bees.
I fell upon the cool green grasses,
and gazed towards the heavens cottony white masses.
As I lay there I felt the soothing, cooling breeze,
and let my senses take in all that they please.
I closed my eyes and took in the brilliant rays,
and thought to stay here for days and days.
As the breeze rushed across the prairie,
I heard a voice that made me wary.
I cautiously sat up to see who was there,
I looked in every direction but it was bare.
I rose to my feet and quietly took heed,
and again heard the voice calling to me.
I was not startled by the subtle bid,
but curious as to where it hid.
As abruptly as I began to tread,
I wondered what it said.
I spun around and as I glanced behind me,
a radiant light shown and I dropped to my knee.
I crawled toward it like a young child,
totally and utterly beguiled
- by what seemed to be taking shape
"Did you call out to me?" I stuttered,
And not a single sound it uttered.
Surrounded by beauty in every direction,
I knelt before suspicious perfection
- that no human eye had ever seen.
Brilliantly robed, two hands reached for me,
I heard it speak "Kevin, come with me."
He aided me to my feet,
and with a gentle, loving greet
- "It was I who was calling you."
The radiant light surrounded him still,
as I pondered this man's good will.
This man was but a stranger,
yet I felt I was in no danger.
I caught a glimpse of his face,
as I stood before unseen grace.
I dropped to my knees so suddenly,
asking "Who are you? Could it be?"
Tears filled my eyes and clouded my view,
of this stranger's glowing hue.
I gripped his hands tighter and began to cry,
then he knelt down slowly at my side.
As I turned my head towards this man,
I saw two identical wounds on his hands.
As I knelt before Him and I wept,
I knew it was true and had to accept.
He grabbed my face and kissed my head,
and with a smile he looked at me and said
- "Why do you cry on such a day as beautiful as this?"
I lifted my head and He wiped my tears,
like a loving parent does for so many years.
As I gazed around at all that I had seen,
I thought for a second that it was but a dream.
Without a word to be spoken,
I knew this dream was to be broken.
"I remember resting my eyes and began to dream,
and I found myself beside a babbling stream."
- I muttered to myself so wary
I looked around and the field was gone,
replaced by a heavenly picturesque dawn.
It was more than just a dream to me,
as I layed in the cool green grassy prairie.
I tried to collect all the pieces,
but the confusion only increases.
Then with one hand he took hold of my face,
and seemingly all the pieces were in place.
With a tender loving look from His eyes,
my eyes widened with such surprise.
As if He waited a lifetime for me,
He said to me with a smile of glee.
"I called you home to be with me,
and share in My heavenly eternity."
Copyright August 26, 2006
Kevin L.
posted by The Libertarian @ 12:49 AM
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