Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Rippling Streaming Waters


Rippling streaming waters
Deep in the entwine
Of brush and tree
Holding to the sun's setting light
Shadowed and white capped flow
To your gentle depths
Am I to be welcomed
Dare I now step
Into your beguiling path
What lies in the distance
Beyond the darkened bend
Go, Trust, I hear the waters speak
Hold Faith for all you seek
Flowing waters
My heart and soul do hear
Libation and banished be fear.

Rose Marie Raccioppi



Rippling Streaming Waters, Photograph, Karen Krinitz, Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2009


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7 comments:

Bonnie Zieman, M.Ed. said...

Exquisite.

Anne said...

Beautiful. What does lie in that darken path? Only the imagination will tell.

Herrad said...

Beautiful poem feel very quiet now.
Love,
Herrad

Rose Marie Raccioppi said...

Bonnie, Pleased for the pleasing!

Choices, The dark ever in pursuit - and when light is reached, so be the path known.

Herrad, I share this moment in your quietude.

Anonymous said...

I love this poem! It's foreboding...

Anonymous said...

Oh by the way Rose Marie, that was me, Rain!
:) Mountain Mamma!

Rose Marie Raccioppi said...

Rain, Thanks for stepping by - yes, unknown waters can indeed present themselves as foreboding. I trust you are taking your "break" to advantage. Your spirit prevails dear friend!!!