DEBORAH  SIMPSON  Spiritualist Author 
In The Grace 06/21/2010
 
And in the grace of his eyes –
The rhythm of the sea rippled
Through the gamut of time –
Beyond the hue of mortality –

And the glory of his dynasty –
Sung the melody of ecstasy
Within the whispers of touch –
Without tempered malady –

Summer sky sighed in the night –
Sunrise sung timeless melody
Memories of ephemeral moments –
Embedded their eternal song –

And his eyes did so grace me –
With infinite orchestral chord
As a merciful pact with time –
Was begged under mortality’s hue –
 
O Precious Heart 06/20/2010
 
O precious heart
On the concord
Of conflict –

Between love
And loneliness –

O beautiful soul
On the shepherd
Of  bestowal –

Standing alone
And weary –

O precious thought
On the mound
Of a man –

Standing broken
And torn –
 
O precious heart
On the concord
Of solitude –

Between here
And nowhere –

  

 
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