Look for Me

Fathoms deep lie earth's most precious jewels....

Look for me in the sands of time

In the sunlight of its prime

In the elegant flower’s presence

In the beauty of its essence

 

Look for me in every path

In the geometry of its math

In the valleys low and green

And the mountains in between

 

Look for me in ancient letters

On the ink of writing feathers

In descriptions of old towns

On protruding winter grounds

 

Look for me in the weary night

When the daylight is in respite

Toward the moon as it glows

When the sea beneath it flows

 

Look for me on a painted ceiling

Figures on which slightly wheeling

When the bulbul hovers on glass

In the midst of a Sunday mass

 

Look for me in your wakeful sleep

When thoughts are not quite so deep

You’ll find me poised near your skin

Where I shall take my final spin

 

Reviews

[emmajoy]

Yet again, honeyed words and an abundant feast.

' In the valleys low and green / And the mountains in between ' - sweet metre flow - ' Look for me in ancient letters / On the ink of writing feathers '

Thank you, thank you for sharing fine lines, fine thoughts and, prime poem.

[Poeticpiers]

Beauty abounds everywhere if you look for it Enjoyed your theme
Your rhyme scheme is regular and not forced but you need to pay attention to your meter.
I shall be looking out for more