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Creation’s Voice

A hundred roses lie upon,

her earthly mortal grave.

Still in bloom to sweetly lie

outside  her realm of time and space.

Where light and truth root her soul

through the passage of death deprived.

Reborn to nurture  that of self

a being pure from creation’s voice.

No form of flesh to robe her soul

only light to grace its place.

Dazzling like a million suns

each a captivate  to her beauty.

Sublime to elysian in silent prayer

gazing upward to his joy.

Where immortal love in blessed crown

speaks not of things that knew it was.

 

So now of spirit brightly bloomed

beyond the bride from Adam’s rib.

His vow to her as she to him

past the echoes that shepherd man.

No grave of time to lessen time

only demure in her holy grace.

Around, inside, love’s finished start

no finer born that from self to her.

A morning verse that breasted love

beyond the Elysium fields of life.

Where beauty spoke of a sightless flash

and creation bore life yet lived.

Now returned from being to spirit

her existence governed by an ethereal vision.

A unity from its blessed point

that deeper grows with her gentle way,

 

Were a hundred roses in her timeless realm

surrounds the purity of her noble love.

Touching all beauty with the vassal of her

born from the womb of an angel’s gift.

Awaken to live in her lyrical song

robed in her heaven of beauty, grace, and light.

 

 

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  1. Loving this! The reference to the “bride from Adam’s rib” and the vows exchanged “past the echoes that shepherd man” adds a layer of biblical and mythological depth, emphasizing the sacred and timeless nature of love. The soul’s journey beyond the “Elysium fields of life” and its return to spirit governed by an “ethereal vision” reflects a profound sense of unity and harmony. The poem beautifully captures the essence of spiritual transcendence and the enduring power of love and beauty. Thank you for sharing this deeply moving and reflective piece.

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