On the Shores of Creation

On the Shores of Creation

A Poem by Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm
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Embracing the beginning of wondering, while knowing of the fall............

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We would meet on the shores of creation and walk among the grasses
Embracing the beginning of wondering, while knowing of the fall
From the corners of our being we could see the very key
That fits in the places where alone comes to call

We could hear the brimming hearts drifting full of wishes and secrets
Perhaps holding treasures on winds which spun with courage
Knowing something was amiss where the sky met grace
As they asked, is this love, our eyes find so curious

Rain signs its name on our tender hands, setting fire with its touch
As a distant star sings out that there is fire in healing waters
A thousand thoughts become the body of our stories
Wherein all darkness finds the light that matters

Between seasons, moments held hands with what is and can be
And I believe that perfection sent messages to you and me 
When we met on creation’s shore to walk in grasses
We were held in the arms of our own destiny

© 2011 Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm


Author's Note

Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm
Artist: John Pitre - http://marialaterza.blogspot.com/2011/06/john-pitre-new-york-city-surrealist.html

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Very creative and optimistic. It is in your unique style of presentation Neva. Everything is in perfect harmony. But can you explain what you mean by 'fire' in the healing waters? A symbol of destruction hidden in every creations?
Power lines are at the end," we are held i the arms of our own destiny" It is so true. I love the poem very mcuh

Posted 12 Years Ago


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In the backgrouns as Im readin gthis is Led Zep Kashmir and the rythme developed as reading is quite the experience, try it :)



Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

From ashes to ashes, from dust to dust. everything is born to be destroyed.
it is the accomplishments that we create that defines our destiny.
nice piece Ms. Flores

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Once more in your inimitable style you draw the reader in. There was a feeling of pessimism at the start, which rapidly builds to several rays of hope and a fresh optimism.

The final stanza serves to remind us that our future is pretty much in our hands ... as long as we're prepared to go for it. Another thought-provoking piece.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Creation: the beginning of wonderful ventures...great poem!

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A very intense write as well as a
great descriptive piece....

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Like the image, like the words... Good match of both.
What a unique thing to say "A thousand thoughts become the body of our stories" I rather enjoyed this piece Neva.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

pretty play on words as usual...lol, and I mean that in a good way...proper poem Neva

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

"We could hear the brimming hearts drifting full of wishes and secrets"
That addition of sensory input is extremely unique. Before I read the next line I had envisioned these sponge-like hearts swaying on the waves of creation. I loved how you mentioned the negative, but never embraced it in your writing as to keep the mood. Well written, excellent in all.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wow beauty and wisdom and a beautiful message
Within this truly powerful poem and the picture perfect with your words
we met on creation’s shore to walk in grasses
We were held in the arms of our own destiny
Its so true Nava
Kudos

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I feel as if this is written from the future to the present, I feel as if there is a myth being created...I wonder, are we standing on the shores of creation now? This poem really has me thinking. Absolutely beautiful writing!

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Hello, I am Neva, 4i, from Atlanta, Georgia. My latest book and videos: My latest book - Mailing Letters to the Moon rm_f1st('6','182','true','false','000000','av2j3.. more..

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