An Inspirational Poem
An Inspirational Poem
I
Welcome to where I live this narrow space
so please turn on light to illuminate
an area where I accelerate
to find reason and love at quickened pace.
A light from chest of blessed who know themselves
to shine upon the world and make a change
embrace all friends in holiest exchange
to gather all loved ones around ourselves.
To pray that reason once again will speak
as one begins their search for longer life
where contentment flows through an eager breast.
When life is chaos try to stay as meek
as children doing chores for lonely wife
to free a world of trouble after rest.
II
To hope this river never stops its flow
the world will never dry up into sand
the likelihood that time will pass as planned
falls into category “never know.”
A time to overcome all frustration
something clears in me as I grasp my pen
to break some syllables into a ten
and dance upon the lights revelation.
So let me hear and laugh on happy news
then share my heart to you within my art
and hold our grim reality at bay.
Upon our paths the joy is ours to choose
whether this world whole or falling apart
our revolution is that we can play.
III.
In the beginning there was just a force
just one force that needed acting upon
an outward expansion our salvation
a powerful explosion starting course.
No, wrong, in beginning a simple act
one act to change the route on which we move
action person of wisdom would approve
so long ago our faith cannot redact.
Love and reason at reasonable pace
as one begins the slow search for some worth
so let me laugh and hear some happy news.
Welcome to where I live in narrow space
a ticky tacky box on planet Earth
yet on this patch my joy is mine to choose.
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Lovely inspirational poem, Jamie. I especially like your message that
“Upon our paths the joy is ours to choose
whether this world whole or falling apart
our revolution is that we can play.”
You are absolutely right: it is for us to choose our path and joy. Well done dear friend.
To share and make you smile, one of my favorite poems is “Red, Red Rose” by Robert Burns.
A Red, Red Rose
by Robert Burns
Oh my luve is like a red, red rose
That’s newly sprung in June:
Oh my luve is like the melodie
That’s sweetly play’d in tune.
As fair art thou, my bonie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a’ the seas gang dry.
Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi’ the sun;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o’ life shall run.
And fare thee weel, my only luve!
And fare thee weel a while!
And I will come again, my luve,
Tho’ it were ten thousand mile!
Yes, Robert Burns is a distant cousin – not mine, but my children’s. My famous distant cousin is Arthur Conan Doyle.
Phyllis, thank you for such praise and I also love the Burn’s poem. I think you knew it would make me smile. Thank you again. I have seriously been considering looking deeper into my Ancestory. I never really dug but I think it would be fascinating. Jamie