Does the Spirit Move You?

SPIRIT



I love you here,

in the heat of fires

which scorch, burn, sanctify,

and thrust aloft ash and smoke

where flowers bloomed before we lived.



I love you here,

where sorrow dwells,

secluded in naked branches

of oaks which stood before we lived,

where you taunt me with promises

borne on autumnal winds.



I love you here,

where winds spin

fragile veils of snow,

to dance through valleys

on currents set in motion

at the dawn of creation.



I love you here,

where sullen waves

surge, racing moon-mad tides,

to perish on ancient rocks,

thrust from ocean depths

before we lived.



I love you here,

where fire has no claim,

the earth, no dominion,

and winds and waves, are still.

I love you here, in the realm of spirit,

where nothing existed

before we lived.



SLD

Does the Spirit Move You?
Beautiful - the words are pure poetry, and the rhythm matches them perfectly. Sometimes, I read a poem which echoes the poets of long ago - you have done this - but made it bang up to date with using the free-form. A wonderful marriage of the two.

Your imagery is sublime - I love it.
Reply:This is absolutely beautiful
Reply:Yes, and your poem moves me too, lovely.
Reply:Nice work don't stop writing.
Reply:Yes it does.

This is a beautiful piece.

Nice work:)