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Love’s Rebel
- Love’s Rebel -
Written on March 22nd, 2012, on My Birthday
My mother was a Leo; and so, from that lion my birth.
Aries is my sign and so the horns of the ram’s worth…
Mimic the crescent moon, the crown that sits celestial.
Was not my crown on high, no less sublimely surreal?
A crown of glory waits for everyone if they are kind…
And selfless to others: so that not a heart is left behind.
Not one soul is created perfect, yet perfect love can be!
Let me tell you what loving words were given unto me,
Inspired in my heart by a force some might call divine.
For when angels whisper, one should give them time…
To share the message, that is theirs alone to so bestow.
Hear now what I come to share, in words that do flow!
This year on my birthday, three baby doves so white…
Flew under my arm, and then up to a very great height,
Into the trees around my garden and thence I know not.
That sign was delivered unto me, from divine thought!
For there is neither coincidence, nor accident planned…
By the angels that bring miracles: so close, to our hand.
And by certain signs and wonders, one can oft behold,
Good omens of such glories, so very long ago foretold!
That one such occurrence marked the day I was born…
Made me smile, thinking deeply and without any scorn.
There is purpose in every life; mine too was destined…
And when the angels whispered, my ears ever listened.
I am the rebel who stands beneath the darkening sky…
Whilst a thousand angels wait to hear my sharpest cry!
Do they wait to sing, or to condemn my ancient cause?
I think they wait for my choice, and thus their pause…
Will I choose darkness, or will I cast my lot with light?
I am of my own creation, and I have such a keen sight!
But I cannot see where my path shall end, so I walk on.
Do I walk alone or are there angels at my side beyond?
Who can hear my prayers when I offer them in silence!
I know not; only that within me is liberty given license,
To create beauty and all the things that beauty inspires.
I shall fill the void with passion, and therein it’s fires…
So that stars shall pale, before the new law that I bring.
Love is the law, and before it death loses its’ hot sting!
Breath fades and the world passes, but love continues.
I would slay hatred itself, until a true paradise ensues,
Not of some distant heaven but in this world and hour.
Lend an ear to my word, and let this grant you power!
My hands are willing to build such lasting foundation,
As can only be begotten of the crucible of compassion.
Therein is hatred burned away, leaving love to remain,
So that innocence returns, and gone is the past’s pain!
The natural state of the soul, its’ preexisting condition,
Is no less pure than so awaits us, freed from: perdition.
Let me free you, let me whisper in your ear as a friend;
I love you, if you love others as selflessly without end.
Only hatred do I despise, the sin unpardonable by all…
Did you not know I would speak thus, and to you call?
Time is a cycle, and my thread is one none can sever…
I am here, and I am there; I was and I shall be forever.
Look within your heart, and there my words sing loud,
My voice feminine and masculine, humble yet proud…
I wait within you, at that door where you might knock.
It is unbarred, having neither sturdy bolt nor iron lock!
My hand pens these words, which flow from my heart.
I give them unto you; and now, you must do your part.
Written on March 22nd, 2012, on My Birthday
My mother was a Leo; and so, from that lion my birth.
Aries is my sign and so the horns of the ram’s worth…
Mimic the crescent moon, the crown that sits celestial.
Was not my crown on high, no less sublimely surreal?
A crown of glory waits for everyone if they are kind…
And selfless to others: so that not a heart is left behind.
Not one soul is created perfect, yet perfect love can be!
Let me tell you what loving words were given unto me,
Inspired in my heart by a force some might call divine.
For when angels whisper, one should give them time…
To share the message, that is theirs alone to so bestow.
Hear now what I come to share, in words that do flow!
This year on my birthday, three baby doves so white…
Flew under my arm, and then up to a very great height,
Into the trees around my garden and thence I know not.
That sign was delivered unto me, from divine thought!
For there is neither coincidence, nor accident planned…
By the angels that bring miracles: so close, to our hand.
And by certain signs and wonders, one can oft behold,
Good omens of such glories, so very long ago foretold!
That one such occurrence marked the day I was born…
Made me smile, thinking deeply and without any scorn.
There is purpose in every life; mine too was destined…
And when the angels whispered, my ears ever listened.
I am the rebel who stands beneath the darkening sky…
Whilst a thousand angels wait to hear my sharpest cry!
Do they wait to sing, or to condemn my ancient cause?
I think they wait for my choice, and thus their pause…
Will I choose darkness, or will I cast my lot with light?
I am of my own creation, and I have such a keen sight!
But I cannot see where my path shall end, so I walk on.
Do I walk alone or are there angels at my side beyond?
Who can hear my prayers when I offer them in silence!
I know not; only that within me is liberty given license,
To create beauty and all the things that beauty inspires.
I shall fill the void with passion, and therein it’s fires…
So that stars shall pale, before the new law that I bring.
Love is the law, and before it death loses its’ hot sting!
Breath fades and the world passes, but love continues.
I would slay hatred itself, until a true paradise ensues,
Not of some distant heaven but in this world and hour.
Lend an ear to my word, and let this grant you power!
My hands are willing to build such lasting foundation,
As can only be begotten of the crucible of compassion.
Therein is hatred burned away, leaving love to remain,
So that innocence returns, and gone is the past’s pain!
The natural state of the soul, its’ preexisting condition,
Is no less pure than so awaits us, freed from: perdition.
Let me free you, let me whisper in your ear as a friend;
I love you, if you love others as selflessly without end.
Only hatred do I despise, the sin unpardonable by all…
Did you not know I would speak thus, and to you call?
Time is a cycle, and my thread is one none can sever…
I am here, and I am there; I was and I shall be forever.
Look within your heart, and there my words sing loud,
My voice feminine and masculine, humble yet proud…
I wait within you, at that door where you might knock.
It is unbarred, having neither sturdy bolt nor iron lock!
My hand pens these words, which flow from my heart.
I give them unto you; and now, you must do your part.
Published 30th Mar 2012
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To me your poem is as complex as it is simple and I find it intriguing and very well written.
I enjoyed reading this piece very much.
The pic is really cool too and I like the
sun tattoo on the woman's hand.
I enjoyed reading this piece very much.
The pic is really cool too and I like the
sun tattoo on the woman's hand.
28th May 2012 3:53am
I am glad you enjoyed my poem, scarletvelvet! It is one of those unique poems that delves a bit into my soul in both a simple and yet complex way, exactly as you have noticed. I always try to choose illustrations for my poems that completely capture the theme that the poem is about. In this picture's case, I thought the woman in the illustration resembled me somewhat... and the various symbols such as the lion and the sun tattoo, plus the moon, all coincided perfectly with my poem. So here it is, and I could not be happier with the final presentation of "Love's Rebel".
