When Light Did Impart

Twisted within the East
we drank in silent footsteps
halfway between the days,
at least a thousand times.
Hidden inside our slumber,
visions of strength came into view,
through years unkind.

Pictures of sweetness
lay under everything we saw.
No second thoughts drifted
from our pillows.
Until we wandered into the rains
that fell from the shadowed eyes
of our unsung heroes.

Faded air from the West
turned corners,
began to shine upon our names.
We all confessed from our souls
as we watched storm clouds gather
at midnight,
heard in the sound of our shame.

Soft singing was heard
from the South
emptying love into all of our senses.
A sea of wild seeds
became an orchard of understanding;
storm clouds lifted
a thousand footsteps’ defenses.

Great treasure came from the North
bringing heaven’s hope
quietly to fill the holes in our hearts.
Our souls all became
transparent as glass as we drank
in new strength
when light did impart.

Author's Note

Artist Gilbert Williams

Reviews

[EMF]

Like eating a good chocolate or drinking good coffee, this poem rolls around your mouth and is as equally sensuous. It leaves impressions flaming in your brain and soul. They don't get much better than your work. I like it. In case you didn't guess

[Pebbles]

absolutely loving this such a feeling of strentgh renewed from the four corners of our existence

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

The ilk of imagery always surprises me when you write, Neva, bravo!

[Kenneth The Poet]

Wow. I love the imagery of this one.