Behold her, upon thy pupils entranced;
ambling away underneath a veil of eau;
silken streaks run across her moonlit face;
n’ the mist shows her like a flow.
In fleeting life, t’is angel walks forever on;
beneath shades of blue or blades of green;
beneath skirts of dawn or shadows of night;
to leave all her grace where she’s been.
She hath not, a purpose for self;
She glideth under clouds & stars alight;
and glideth forever and all around;
to hold darkness alight & shadows bright.
In mine life, she doth play t’is little part;
El Fairy Princess, hast hold of all my heart
Thy lands of sweetness might never wane;
Thy echos of love & beauty might never wane;
Thy appearance shall never fail to entrance me;
Thy bond shall never fail to enhance me.
For all these years, together, we never have been;
Yet your Incessant Grace, I’ve always seen;
And now I find you my closest, loveliest shadow;
Inspiring me, encouraging me, like a rainbow.
For were it not for you, and your love, serene;
Were it not for you, and your beauty, serene;
There might have come a time when writings failed;
Several rhymes betrayed, several songs failed.
And therefore, honestly today, I apprise you;
I have, for months, and still do, love you
In the Shadows & Covers of Silken Black;
where, rain of love casts forth its accord.
I find solace for all ailments of mine;
as you proclaim all your wonders, divine.
For parchments may burn, writings fail;
as the powerful rhyme of time is sung;
yet memories shall flow, unsurpassed;
and your beauty shall shine bright, unto moments, hung.
Darkness shall fall, the moon down, stars out;
These rays of ecstasy shall be gone one night.
Yet, there shall remain, one such source bright;
It will be your grace, casting forth its light
Infinity will pass, times change, memoirs written;
But i shall ever remember you and see you in Heaven
When unto thy lands of sweet and sorrow;
when unto thy creations of day & ‘morrow;
aimless, yet for something, I wander;
I find solace for everything in your wonder.
For my heart may cry, my eyes share;
waves of regrets, and fountains of tear;
and if your heart may signify, a close distance;
that shall prove, through my heart, a lance.
And if thou may fear, clouds of despair;
rains of tear, and love springs of care;
then remember, forever, this promise of mine;
if ever, you need a shoulder, it shall be mine.
For love & affection and bond & care of ours;
might never wane, for infinite, a year or hours.
Shall you marvel when you see;
tiny pointed beams in the night sky.
Shall you believe in what made that tree;
has and holds aloft the white sky.
Shall you show me all your power;
as you try to outlive the consistent time.
Or shall you believe in the Supreme Power;
who continues to control this powerful rhyme.
Shall you rather match marbles and monuments;
to the serene & simple valleys of green and white;
than believe in the moral of these contents;
where all the serenity of nature you’ve seen.
Impalpable is the Supremacy of Nature to the brain;
so find peace in the heavens, the Earth & the rain.
Thought I could write a novel;
could not, daft ideas, bore.
No problem, several kinds of prose;
do exist in literature, several I adore.
Thought I could write a story;
could not, again the same blank.
Then again, no problem, I can always
cross this river on another plank.
Thought I could write a poem;
again no, blank head, no words flow.
This time, problem, for what else;
can I write, nothing else I know?
Well, you ask what did I end up with now;
Can’t you see, can’t you see, what you’re reading now?