"Cradle"

"Cradle"

A Poem by masqued_muse
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Piece I wrote few years ago about how everything is held fast, in Hands of the Only One qualified to hold it....

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Time and its essence was birthed by your wisdom.
the stars,they are numbered,
as they play at Your Feet.
Your Holy Presence gives light to the sun,
night becomes day,only to repeat.
You bathe my life, in the sweet glow of Mercy;
no human hands could incite such a touch.
So, I will close my eyes,and like the stars that rest above me;
Sleep in the rapture of this cradle I call Love…

© 2011 masqued_muse


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masqued_muse
(this has become my mantra...lol)..Reviews are requested, honesty preferred..

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"night becomes day,only to repeat."
I definitely agree with the face value of that line. It's all ongoing; nothing is static.
"So, I will close my eyes,and like the stars that rest above me;/Sleep in the rapture of this cradle I call Love…"
I have often thought of writing something similar to this, but I feel your take on it would be much more accepted by the populous. I have to say that this piece is quite lyrical. Great job.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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To experience the divine Love, to be held in His close embrace...a treasure so sweet, a pleasure so exquisite. I love the line, "You bathe my life, in the sweet glow of Mercy...." You describe such a peace and serenity, a place we all long to be. Delightful....

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

"night becomes day,only to repeat."
I definitely agree with the face value of that line. It's all ongoing; nothing is static.
"So, I will close my eyes,and like the stars that rest above me;/Sleep in the rapture of this cradle I call Love…"
I have often thought of writing something similar to this, but I feel your take on it would be much more accepted by the populous. I have to say that this piece is quite lyrical. Great job.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

BEAUTIFUL....i LOVE THIS

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 2 people found this review constructive.

I like your play with words, the flow is easy to read, loved the meaning behind those words, well done

Posted 12 Years Ago


very very good..

Posted 12 Years Ago


0 of 2 people found this review constructive.

A Cradle of words that warms the heart and each of us need a little love every day to keep us thriving in the world! Excellent beautiful poem

Posted 12 Years Ago


A nice feeling poem, we all need beautiful thoughts.
Regards.

Posted 12 Years Ago


You give credit where credit is due in this masterful piece. I too have a Mantra which I call my creed, "I Can" is the name of mine. I see here that love is yours and I do not find this hard to believe at all after reading this piece of beauty painted by your soul.

Posted 12 Years Ago


masqued_muse,

Only one deserving... to give anyother credit for such would be dis-service! I ponder on your words, so true, as I do, I realize there is nothing of this world that could create such a bond as we with nature.

He has received this credit ~ it is as it should be.

You have done a fine job of reminding us of your "mantra" it is beautiful.

Have a great day,

Legacy

Posted 12 Years Ago


0 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Quite beautiful. I wish I could offer our Redeemer something half so sweet as this. The last line reminds me of being held by my mother before she died, yet you avoid tugging at the heartstrings in favour of quality and dignity. Fantastic writing!

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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