Promised Lands
Claimed by Us in the Name of Glory
Our hands held in dreams
and not once requested details
Black soils near lush souls
inescapable sumptuous
Promise songs
to echo canyon crevasse
Sentient rivers
to channel valleys through intangibles
that bear sandalwood resins
A gentle rise from slumber
pre-empts every law with love
behind a vision
that never tires
Should eyes close
hearts w i d e open
Fertility
gifts a new world longed for
Ecstasy concentration everywhere
So when the children ask
“What was life like before this life?”
Of this we cannot speak
For elation
erased prior existence
Our luxury
saturated in laughter
Sheer frolic at daily life
decimated disharmonious seeds
Peace clambered over delirium
and never looked back
Free
So freedom free
we made promised land together
Hands
always holding hands
and we never
look back
Author's Note:
You.
Yes, Wonderful YOU! Find beauty no matter how hard you have to search, and then don't look back.
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A Confucius says kind of poetry. Wise teachings of the sage. Congrats and well said.
'Hands held in dreams' What lush opening lines. 🌅The metre — the soils the souls the song. Beautifully done. When I thought I wouldn't come across another surprise, you hit us with crevasse and sentient rivers. Wow. You hold your words in command with clarity and patience. Oh the space between the w i d e. Worked so well. My mouth stretched, indeed it did. 🌅This was so good that I can't even tell what made what better. If your words made the sun look brighter, or the sun gave you permission to be the light blow the clouds. Its a struggle. I am blown away. Your poem made me feel happy. An emotion alien to me, but I can feel it now. Congratulations on your Top Story, Dani 🤗❤️🖤
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We must always seek and cherish beauty. Congratulations on your top story!👏🥳😍
Congrats, this was so nostalgic and wonderful.
Utterly-gorgeous, perceptive & precious! 💪🏾🎉
Wow! I really loved the tone and flow of this. Felt like listening to a wise teacher giving a much-needed lesson. Congrats on TS! sand sea sistar
Back to say congratulations on your Top Story! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊
Congratulations on your Top Story! This is absolutely beautiful! You've created this feeling of pure joy and hope - like describing a world where love actually won and everything changed.
Beautifully written. Thank you for the much-needed lift of spirits!
Awww, this was so beautiful and heartwarming! Loved your poem so much!
Absolutely fantastic the simplicity contributed to the freedom of thought, and it truly brought a tear to my eyes.