The Earth is Still Warm

When I am not with you,
the earth is still warm
from hours that are seen no more.
I can feel the rhythm of yesterday
asking questions
when everything collects on the currents
of our own shadows.

I cast last night among the hills
where we were young and thoughtless
peered above the words
Standing
before my eyes.
Where butterflies lived inside a song
Waiting
for the world to sing.

Looking to tell a story
somehow different
from any
ever written down,
I began unlocking the mysteries of life.
I found that the beauty
of growing old
had kept its secrets well,
from my ears.

In the middle of the wonder
there must surely
lay a seed of hope in the meadows
where you and I saw fireflies
in the still of night.
Perhaps there,
we can still hear the echo
of its footsteps.

Eternity wanders through my mind
seeking praise
while the breath of truth
shows the world its strong arms.
Life awakens
to close the door on lessons learned
and yet, the earth
is still warm.

Reviews

[EMF]

love and loss ripple through this work with a slow pulse. Wonderfully alive and heartfelt. Itglows with life and love as it takes you to a different world. Unlike many poets, you don't hook and hold people in your world, but allow them to stay. Wonderful doesn't sum it up.

[nowhere]

they say that life is.. what you make it.. if this is true , what are memories , what is the past.

[unknown]

The Earth being warm is the best. lovely poem!

[EMMIE]

AWESOME. SAD AND BEAUTIFUL. LOVE THE PICTURE

[Larry Dyson]

especially fond of this part"Looking to tell a story
somehow different
from any
ever written down,
I began unlocking the mysteries of life.
I found that the beauty
of growing old
had kept its secrets well,
from my ears.'

[Inyourshadow]

What a wondeful journey this takes, setting out on youthful feet without a care where they stroll and ends with tired feet of an older yet wiser character sure still of where she's been and still looking forward to where she will end up.

Walk hand in hand with wonder
seek not the journeys end
set your sights not on the future
but enjoy the sights my friend
for tomorrow is uncertain
as is what's around the bend
so stop and smell the roses
help set a brand new trend
for a wasted hours not wasted
when we have time to spend
together here upon this path
where once this stranger did you befriend

love your poem and decided to answer it again in my own way ~ Shadow

[*~*Butterfly Kisses*~*]

This is beautiful. I feel a sense of sadness within this words as well. Beautifully amazing piece, Neva.

~anna rose

[Audrey Howitt]

Beautifully done---great frame--and I loved the last stanza--life goes on "while the breath of truth shows the world its strong arms." Good to read your work again!

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Such a lovely, most amazing write. Loved the picture as well.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

The earth is still warm... To me it is a great way to say life goes on even in heartaches and heartbreaks, just wait cause better things will come along. Another gifted write.