Balm for the soul...

Thou art the skies, my vast ocean,

        sanctuary

 in the night's pitch dark

  quietude like the flutter

               of butterfly wings

 roar of the sea when need be,

wildflowers of my bloom

            in wanton prayer,

     envelops solitude's endearment

   balm for the soul,

                    a dance within spirit

frivolous enjoyment

                    of shared laughter,

   satisfaction

              in the hours of stillness,

surrendering  

 anticipation's expectations,

 lifted to a higher plane

            of Utopian gratification

      centering 

                                my euphoric quest 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem is amazing and beautiful. It felt like silence prayer and thoughts. I like the places and thoughts I was able to feel from the very good description. Thank you dear friend for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much John, I needed the balm myself on this day...

[♔ CrownedDevil &#..]

Frieda, this poem is amazing. Thanks for sharing.

[Bright Ocean Star]

Frieda, you've just hit another one out of the park and into my favorites folder. This is how I feel in the quiet solitude of my church parish. There is a special healing quality, a "balm for my soul" that can be found there. This music matches what we play at mass on the organ...and it is probably my favorite place in the world. All my friends are there, my meditative, spiritual place is here amongst the music...and the music is sensational. How do you do it?!

[Baby Ricochet]

This is quite pretty. It's one of those poems that makes me wonder if I could write something like it, but I probably can't and if I did, it wouldn't be genuine. Thanks Frieda. I really liked this one

[therisa]

There's a melancholy air, about this poem, I don't experience from your other poems. In the beauty of your words and layout of them. Recalling memories, long silence by everyday life, but still able to bring a smile, on those days, which a simple gesture speaks louder than words can. Thank you, Frieda, for sharing this poem, with us.

[Zahra]

An exquisite, soothing piece. Well penned

[MAD ENGLISHMAN]

Ooooo sounds like someone had a great time.

[TL Boehm]

You imbue sadness, the darker ink so well but when you are light - it is also beautiful

[TL Boehm]

you imbue the sadness, the darker ink so well - but when you are light - it is just as beautiful

[Junert]

I love this. Just love it.

[s y e]

Firstly, the music inspired me to write something, ahaha. I'm sorry, I didn't mean for that to happen but it brought back memories, plus, our conversation just now sparked it - so it might not be the best and I think you can guess it'll already be touchy and depressed. HA!

Secondly, this poem was out of this world amazing. Can I have some of this, thanks. ;-) I loved this, I think T H I S is my new favourite of yours. Damn girl, this hit the jackpot for me. xoxoxo