As I Have Come To Know Her

I recall not when I first beheld the Sanskrit Sky
Yet I remember being amazed at the sight of her expanse
The delightful way in which the clouds… With their spotless white veils
Did dance to hear her sing… Such glorious hymns and mantras
 
Below these heavenly declarations of refined speech… Wholly formed…
Her compassion flowed boundless… Limitless… To the eyes of this observer
I watched as she enveloped all that she surveyed… In her loving embrace…
As if seeking to bridge the gap… Between heaven and earth… For the one
Found in her care
 
Such is her way… That from time to time… Or as she sees it…
From horizon to horizon… For eras and ages are shaped by man… And
They are not understood in a heart such as hers
That knows only the tempos and rhythms of seasons
 
But I digress… And will settle for points…
Yes!… At certain points she will share a psalm
With some lonely traveler… Or wayward soul
And the occasional… Interested observer
 
With three such stories… I will endeavor to reveal… Lay bare… Her nature…
The symmetry of which… Only she can express… Nonetheless
What is recognized by her… Within each one… Is that from skyline to skyline
The prospect… Of her ever forgetting… Their proximity…
The short distance to her heart… Will forever remain… A non-existing vanishing point
Upon the vista… Of her life
 
One such prayer… That she did share… With a particular flower
Deeply rooted… In her life… The stem… Holding golden colored sun
Sacredly adorned… With elaborate petals
The Sky… Watched it… From the time of its birth… Continuously it turned
Seeking to absorb… Every ounce of her radiance
 
This flower… So unique… Who the Sky called Ghazal
Soaked up… Every touch… And caress
It quickly became the glory of the Sky
And they developed… Their own… Wordless speech
 
It did not happen at first… Yet to the Sky’s heart… It did
Whence three long years of waiting… At last!... Her voice was heard!!!
Through trumpeted ear… And upon the hearing such joy
Was theirs before and since… A sign… Of the Fathers love
 
A love that carried the Sky… Upon its back… To the next sacred song
To settle and mend… An orphaned heart… 18 years past due
Oh sweet day!... To be awakened by… Sweet lullaby
Upon musical strings… The Sky was strung… Not so much for playing
For that time… Was long since past… But instead awakened
To a new found life… Beyond what even she could comprehend
 
The wayward traveler… In search of something he had lost… Long ago
What it was… He could not say… Yet he knew it was needed
His whole life’s meaning… To be found… In her watchful attention
While brief … They shared… A tenderness of love… And care
That neither thought possible
 
She caressed… And nurtured him… Until he passed
From where even her eyes could see… The brightly lit bobbin
That so threaded her love… Tightly around his heart  
What was said in that last embrace… Known only to her
And the wayward traveler
 
Thus it was at last… That she found herself… And this poem
The day she came to admire… Her own reflection… Upon the water
Orphaned… Off the coastline… Drenched by her tears… Longing to be caressed
This sea born star… Did spot the anchored stone… And scribbled upon it… She did read
“Teach me to listen to the song of the earth”
And with her sweetly whispered words… And observations
She did

I used a lot of ellipsis... for pauses while reading... I was going to record me reading this out loud but my Shakespearean orating skills were severely lacking :)

Just read this in your best Shakespearean voice and you will have the desired affect lol

Many depths and layers in this one...

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Cory Garcia
almost 5 years

Thank you :)

It was a joy to write.

GLYASDI

Angel Lady (Sandi Guidotti)
almost 5 years

What beauty you speak of. Love your poems and this one is magnificent. Bravo and God Bless you.

Cory Garcia
over 5 years

! That's a very very very very very good thing ;)
Thank you for sharing and giving me the opportunity to write it :)

Amber M. Royse
over 5 years

) I could read it over and over and over and over and over lol

Cory Garcia
over 5 years

Thank you sir

Danny MF'n Stone
over 5 years

Very nice sir

Cory Garcia
over 5 years

Wow! Thank you brother!

james matthew coleman
over 5 years

I'd say without a doubt, that you definitely have the depth and layers thing under control. You write very well. It's almost as if your pieces, for the most part, create a soothing ambiance in my mind while reading them. I can practically hear that waterfall in your picture. haha

Amber M. Royse
over 5 years

I am humbly grateful ! :)

Cory Garcia
over 5 years

Definitely worth the time and effort!

Amber M. Royse
over 5 years

I read it out loud in my BEST Shakespearean voice, just as you said and I felt like I was in a Shakespearean Play ! ^.^ a rich experience indeed !

Cory Garcia
over 5 years

Thanks! I love writing with depth and layers... when people read into it and can see it... it makes it a rich experience... few take the time to though ;)

Amber M. Royse
over 5 years

IN AWE! It's Perfect ! it ALL has so much meaning !

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