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Journey to Eden
Written by Souladaretease and Grace
A lighted path
that glitters of gold
silvery moon up above
a day grown old
a time to leave
for hearth and home
yet lost I am
at life’s crossroads
Seeking golden roads
keep hearts longing so
solid paths of light
hide in shadows craw
borne of living life
which we press on
hold the chalice up
spirit, body, mind
Trod the path well
picked lilacs
and thorny roses
along long winding roads
A sojourner weary
longing for candles
lighting up windows
of home sweet home
Follow edge of comb
part right
pressed with gold
where all matters pattern
not what's cheated
not what's beaten
pounce and action
to find ones kingdom
Yet how difficult the path
Cobblestones know not
mercy, nor kindness
Each pebble hard
Upon heart’s need
no mossy hassock
for supplications
to cushion life’s path
Betwixt the stone lay grains
which we pass
unseen settled, ungrasped
yet fine dust
under such crush
grinds the diamonds
we deserve (or...deserving us)
quest in gleaming
Towards the fiery angel’s arch
towards the flowered garden
the orchards of eternity
lakes of milk and honey
Lets trod on thorns
against our sires foot path
and return to the sanctuary
home, eternal Eden.
A lighted path
that glitters of gold
silvery moon up above
a day grown old
a time to leave
for hearth and home
yet lost I am
at life’s crossroads
Seeking golden roads
keep hearts longing so
solid paths of light
hide in shadows craw
borne of living life
which we press on
hold the chalice up
spirit, body, mind
Trod the path well
picked lilacs
and thorny roses
along long winding roads
A sojourner weary
longing for candles
lighting up windows
of home sweet home
Follow edge of comb
part right
pressed with gold
where all matters pattern
not what's cheated
not what's beaten
pounce and action
to find ones kingdom
Yet how difficult the path
Cobblestones know not
mercy, nor kindness
Each pebble hard
Upon heart’s need
no mossy hassock
for supplications
to cushion life’s path
Betwixt the stone lay grains
which we pass
unseen settled, ungrasped
yet fine dust
under such crush
grinds the diamonds
we deserve (or...deserving us)
quest in gleaming
Towards the fiery angel’s arch
towards the flowered garden
the orchards of eternity
lakes of milk and honey
Lets trod on thorns
against our sires foot path
and return to the sanctuary
home, eternal Eden.
Published 16th Aug 2013
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Thank you so much dear Red, for constantly reading us and giving positive comments.:-)
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Anonymous
16th Aug 2013 5:34pm
What a beautiful collaboration.
The poem was a pleasure to read.
The poem was a pleasure to read.
16th Aug 2013 6:34pm
17th Aug 2013 3:56am
I love the seamless flow of your collaborations. You two seem to be half of the one mind.
This was a wonderful read, well done!
Much love
G
This was a wonderful read, well done!
Much love
G
17th Aug 2013 8:26am
