what be my thinking this day
what perceptions will mark the way
what memories shall I behold
what story shall there be told
will this day be its glory new
will it be shadowed by doubts held true
dispel the veils of doubt and fear
dispel illusions of loss, pain and tear
know that all in its own destined way
brings meaning and purpose to our day
beyond all hurt, betrayal and demise
is the seeking and the word of the wise
the waxing and waning to prevail
the splendor of light shall ever we hail
know with faith and an abiding grace
that within our heart destiny has its place
it shall be ours ever to have and to hold
this THE WORD be it with love ever told.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
Moon, Photos, CAR, Collectible Clicks,©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2012.
2 comments:
beautiful moon shot...thought provoking poem!
Theanne, Thank You. My son took the shot for me. All felt magical. The back garden was bathed in such captivating light.
Words offered with love on to you.
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