Peace pillar/A scented summer evening
A scented summer evening
(Bluebell woods)
A scented summer evening
makes sure believing in.
The sun retreating with his train
still warm upon my shoulders,
your kiss is still warm upon my cheek,
what is that? a promise? for tomorrow’s caring,
a sweet rememberance of
our day together, love’s true sharing.
*
Why muse upon the shadows?
are they not cast in prose.
Whether morning or evening
their length and breadth are just the same,
but they are turned, their direction changed,
could it be? your perception is altered.
Love that was there in the morn
now that night draws on, has not faltered.
*
And shall my days have sunshine?
will no shadows be mine ?
perhaps in the noon-time it is so
but that is the heat of the day,
no time then to reflect nor forward look,
with the cares of the day and with toil a’spoiling.
The morning and the evening
are the times to hear songbird’s joyling.
*
Lay back your head and be glad.
Lovely summer’s day we had,
let’s collect the fruits of the day
into the apron of our thoughts.
Today and yesterday are in keeping
what will be ours in the near or far off future
will be for another day
together we shall gather and treasure
*
PILLAR OF PEACE
I am the pillar of peace, your hopes
the veil that would hide is not solid
nor the sky brass that there’s no way through
or are all hearts bound as with ropes?
*
My pillar of peace just is the promise
the gift itself all transcendent
why don’t you see that? what makes men so blind?
the clouds of your minds make amiss
*
Come all you children into the light
but you’ll have to crowd together
my rejoicing is roundness, no-one first
this will not be achieved by might
*
I pour me down, my promise is for you
why stand you afar off gazing?
if the token only carries such hope
what will the reality endue?
*
They who have seen my pillar of peace
have I not broken through the storm?
I’m calling to you the people, come
bathe in my fountain, anger cease.
*
with dedication to Amanda
it’s beautiful. at a time when i’m so angry now, for a number of reasons, it’s beautiful.
Miss GD, my English is too bad. I hav 2 translate it by dictioanry before. And, I feel calm now.
I like this:
Lay back your head and be glad.Lovely summer’s day we had.
Let’s gather the fruits of the day
into the apron of our thoughts.
Hi HeLL, is it evening now I wonder where you are? it’s a bright but fresh morning in England.
Scented summer is quite a clumsy poem and one day I will sit down and revise it but that line will stay. Your english is pretty good. stay sweet now. Suz
Ahh, finally I got here!
Pillar of Peace is already a masterpiece — no one should ever doubt this statement.
A Scented Summer Evening has a very wonderful closing.
Would you please bring these two upfront? I mean … in a post or two at Yack home page; they should score great!
Hmmm I do kinda like people to dicover things that will delight them, like hidden treasure.
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