Could I .
learn to love.
Again,
my flower gone.
My mind returned,
I searched the kitchens.
the smoky dens,
I prayed the chapels.
From Romes to hells,
A new beginning.
the dawns arisen.
it was dark.
but now its bright.
My secret room of lite.
My room of lite
My room of lite
Last edited by jimbo on Wed Aug 22, 2007 2:28 am, edited 1 time in total.
love is not forgotten......
Re: My room of lite
That's beautiful, Jimbo.
You've been in difficult spaces, unimaginable places; still, you've persevered and I believe that, yes, you can love, again... though, like riding a bicycle after one has fallen off, it won't require so much learning.
You're a brave man with a great spirit
. Thank you for sharing yourself with us.
~ Lizzy
You've been in difficult spaces, unimaginable places; still, you've persevered and I believe that, yes, you can love, again... though, like riding a bicycle after one has fallen off, it won't require so much learning.
You're a brave man with a great spirit
. Thank you for sharing yourself with us. ~ Lizzy
"Be yourself. Everyone else is already taken."
~ Oscar Wilde
~ Oscar Wilde
Re: My room of lite
Its my pleasure.and thank you for your nice comments.from your beautiful mind.
love is not forgotten......
Re: My room of lite
powerful, simple and clear jimbo.
This is poetry.
Regards, Matj
This is poetry.
Regards, Matj
"Without light or guide, save that which burned in my heart." San Juan de la Cruz.