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“Hymn of Grace”
Then a heaven sound,
Coming from the angel race,
Their soft Hymn of Grace.




"Spirit of Earth"




“Pebble”
A small piece of stone,
Sitting among the sands of time,
Loyal to its post.

“Rock”
Standing firm at watch,
Gazing at the passersby,
Silent and alert.

“Boulder”
Sentinel of stone,
Still; motionless guardian,
Always protecting.

“Crag”
Patient exam’ner,
Great gazer of the world,
Tow’ring overseer.

“Mountain”
Strong and loyal guard,
A grand monitor of time,
Touching the heavens.

“Land”
Recording lives, deaths,
Observer of the eons,
Forever watching.




"Spirit of Fire"




“Ember”
A faint ember sparks,
Flickering in the darkness,
Brightening, dimming.

“Flame”
And thus it strengthens,
A warm flame in a cold realm,
Burning warm and soft.

“Fire”
So now it rises,
A force lighting the darkness,
Bright and strong; warm strength.

“Blaze”
It spreads rapidly,
Blazing away cold and fear,
Alighting the night.

“Inferno”
A power unmatched,
Shining of strength and courage,
Searing the darkness.

“Pyre”
Purest of fire,
Lighting dark; heavenly flame,
Warm, tender, pure love.




"Spirit of Water"




“Rain”
Falling tenderly,
Peaceful pattering,
Gentle and soothing.

“River”
Flowing swift and free,
Unabated and uncaged,
Yet tame and serene.

“Lake”
Still, quiet; rippling,
A pool of motionless calm,
Reflective world.

“Oasis”
Stirring with the sands,
Sanctum amidst the chaos,
Hermit of the times.

“Sea”
Powerful currents,
Coursing the heavenly flow,
Ebbing and flowing.

“Ocean”
Servant of moon’s tides,
Transcendent tranquility,
Strength of the eons.




"Writings of Time"




“A Rivered Ocean”
Time wisps, flows, fathoms,
Coursing an endless labyrinth,
Ne’er still, ever tranquil.

“Timely Magic”
It washes over,
Healing, cooling, preparing,
Making a steeled rose.




Lullaby




"Lullaby"




Sleep, sleep, sleep, my little one,
Close your eyes and rest your head,
Dream, dream, dream, my little one,
Of things anew ‘til ‘morrow morn’,
When you wake, you shall find,
A new day, bright with shine.




A Thanks



I just wish to give a small thanks to all my inspirers for my poetry this year, for those who stood by me through my trials and written darkness, and for those who are willing to read the expressions of mine that give view to a more genuine me.

Imprint

Text: Written by me, and I will not tolerate the use of my writings without my consent first. If broken, legal pursuits will be taken. I do not claim ownership of any of the photos used in this book.
Publication Date: 07-29-2010

All Rights Reserved

Dedication:
To my faithful readers, who have suffered through the first two years with me. This one I can promise is much better written, and growth is extremely evident. The romantic poems will be dedicated to my dear loves.

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