Primal rhythms
heard within the depths of me
The sound of cresting waves
breaking at sea
Babbling brook
a waterfall resounds
The feel of this heart
flow ever found
The sound of rain
drumming upon all to hear
Assuring be these gifts of water
banish loss and fear
Flowing, cascading, cresting,
luxuriant waters divine
The feel, the sound, the ebb and flow,
blissful breath mine.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
heard within the depths of me
The sound of cresting waves
breaking at sea
Babbling brook
a waterfall resounds
The feel of this heart
flow ever found
The sound of rain
drumming upon all to hear
Assuring be these gifts of water
banish loss and fear
Flowing, cascading, cresting,
luxuriant waters divine
The feel, the sound, the ebb and flow,
blissful breath mine.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
.May the sounds of water, wind, and our hearts, be known
to ever hold the light of love and creation.
.May the sounds of water, wind, and our hearts, be known
to ever hold the light of love and creation.
It Was Blue and Green, 1960, Oil on canvas, Georgia O'Keeffe, 1887–1986,
Whitney Museum of American Art, New York.
Whitney Museum of American Art, New York.
1 comment:
ROSEMARIE - your hearts journey of hope, truth, surrender, passion, courage, agony and joy, love and desire inspires me to carry on with all the colors of my design showing, frayed and tattered, yet true and glorious. Such is your life known. I am in your debt.
Love Gail
peace.....
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