Golden yellow gleams
Pouring from life's brimming vessel
Far and wide
Fields draped in royal finery
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I love the ending: Wake, wake, wake The sun smiles the smile of the beloved.
Fantastic expression on early morning. Interesting and thrilling. Thanks...10
I am in a state of bliss after reading this poem of yours! (10)
Exactly, the movement of a 4-poem cycle goes from spiritual paralysis to Soul Liberation! And you used poetry itself to understand the dimensions of the crisis and then to break that paralysis and SHOOT INTO YOUR JOY! ! These four poems speak to each other and together complete a story of spiritual recovery, a paradigm for us readers. That common phrase at PH really applies here: THANKS FOR SHARING! !
NATURE does not betray.....Wandsworth... ..though it is almost mid day in your country I see...but the the bliss of morning still have race in you.......as you submit this poem now ha ha ha! ! ! ! the diction is noticeable.......great...thanks.
A poem full of beauty and brightness.....! So soothing to the soul......!