At Last

At Last

A Poem by Perdition

My soul is that wave that
can never be stopped,
my heart 
dips in all that is infinite 
this much I know to be true

Love is from love
from all else and from all others

Our lips have waited
as if by the saints, one with breeze 
gasping for a sip of their wings
and whether ready or not is beyond me
as this, our moment has come to bring
us home at last

© 2023 Perdition


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This writing is beyond all,
as infinite as the stars and the sky.

Posted 8 Months Ago


Perdition

8 Months Ago

Still not over that elephant ..sniff sniff. Amazing that he/she was actually crying over Beethoven, .. read more
light and ashes

8 Months Ago

You are very welcome, and I'm glad you enjoyed the video.
I loved the movement of thoughts my friend.
"Love is from love
from all else and from all others"
I could write a epic poem from the above lines. This is poetry and thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

Posted 1 Year Ago


Perdition

1 Year Ago

Hey, what else was I going to do with it..lol. All kidding aside thanks for the visit Coyote. Always.. read more
"My heart dips in all that is infinite..." Pretty amazing line there, Joseph. I must say, it speaks for me, as well. With each breath, we are that much closer to home. Home at last!

Posted 1 Year Ago


Perdition

1 Year Ago

Well if it speaks to you then it must be true Kelly...thank you from the infinite dipped deliriums f.. read more
we stave off death as long as we can...we "don't go gentle into that good night" if we can
avoid it...but sooner or later if we have loved in our lives...and cared for others, that journey will come, and we will be ready.
j.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Perdition

1 Year Ago

Thank God!!..lol. Ready..hand raised and waving as Horshack in Mr. Kotter's foursome bunch.."The Swe.. read more

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