Saiom Shriver

As she hears
the confessions
of all rivers
those on the shore
hear the sea..
accepting all
she calls no read more

As she hears
the confessions
of all rivers
those on the shore
hear the sea..
accepting all
she calls no thing
heresy.

Violent can be sound and light
in waking us from sleep of night.
Gently comes the dawn's twilight
Each step read more

Violent can be sound and light
in waking us from sleep of night.
Gently comes the dawn's twilight
Each step taken oh so slight.

Busy bees chased
the bloom chaste
Though
they crawled on her
clothes
her petals unfolded
and those held close
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Busy bees chased
the bloom chaste
Though
they crawled on her
clothes
her petals unfolded
and those held close
still ever faithful
to the sun
is the everpure rose
Whether her hue
is violet or rose
Whether she grows
in freedom or rows
ever to God
in waves arose
the love perfume
from the heart of the rose.

Oh Martin Sometimes your voice was the thunder..Sometimes it was the falling rain. Always it burst our hearts asunder
and read more

Oh Martin Sometimes your voice was the thunder..Sometimes it was the falling rain. Always it burst our hearts asunder
and made them vibrate.. empathic in pain.

Sunwands turn rain droplets
into blackberry drupelets
as enkindled okra seeds
acknowledge heliocracy.

Sunwands turn rain droplets
into blackberry drupelets
as enkindled okra seeds
acknowledge heliocracy.