Wednesday 27 January 2010

Reading Signs

Every word I write for you
Carries symbols to your heart,
Languages I wish I knew
That secret truths I might impart.

But the meaning and the signs
Lie in worlds I cannot sense
Ripening beneath the vines
Of courage and coincidence.

Could I go beyond this form,
I would venture in your name
And entering the raging storm
Find the eye from whence it came.

But instead I plead for grace,
Like a rose upon the lip
That you read its pleasant trace
And on its thorns do not grip.

--okei

12 comments:

  1. WOW!
    This is beautiful & carries meaning beyond it's form!
    Well done!
    Thank You for sharing!
    ((((((Hugs))))))

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  2. WOW!!!

    "Could I go beyond this form,
    I would venture in your name
    And entering the raging storm
    Find the eye from whence it came."

    Yes, oh yes,,, "go beyond"!!!

    Therein lies my quest, to go beyond...

    Beautiful, Okei, Thanks!

    Deano

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  3. Thank you Lilith, Arjuna, Tam & Deano!

    I'm delighted you enjoyed. :^) Happy okei.

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  4. me thinks you are a bard :-)))

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  5. This is wonderful, Okei! Wonderful!
    (Course, I'm still partial to the Squirrel Poem :)))...but this one is wonderful too!)

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  6. Erica, you are too kind! But I have to say it doesn't feel that way. More like squeezing stones. Inspiration comes to me very rarely, only if there's some idea that seeks expression. Every poem I write I honestly feel like it's my last. I know it almost certainly isn't, but I don't have the feeling like a real writer of the mountains in the horizon waiting to be explored.

    Lee, I love that squirrel poem too. I'm so grateful to you for the inspiration via Cyn.

    And Cyn, thank you for your encouragement as always! :^)

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  7. Okei that was beautiful...
    Almost made me cry, you did.
    ((hugs))

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  8. And on the thorns do not grip--very nice

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