I hear the birds their concentrated sound attending
Tiny little blue bird voice heard by my window singing
Heard over the memorised action of the turning fan
This is the day, we know the day, day given to rejoice
This is the day for ourselves, believed, at last; valuable
It's new, it's inviting, yes! for all of us, we shall now reap
There's no cost at all, understandably, only we welcome it
Doesn't take a genius to figure it out, out why, why on earth
We must walk out upright into its pure indulgence probable light
The crow calling, already expecting, so seriously; just you alive
The kookaburra laughing loudly, to cheer you up, just you right
The magpie curious, to see, your twinkling eyes, aroused; face
I rejoice in the love, the love of all seasons, the priority of it all
The pure feeling so beautifully provided, spirited, I'm kneeling
As though guided, the motion of my heart, my favour and time
Connecting, love and light, faith and hope, all now; equivalent
Overflowing with signs, nature's gifts, so plentiful and alluring
I need no push, shove in the back, I'm already lighter, I'm there
Floating, inspite of the niggling thoughts saying I shouldn't care
Literally they don't know what this feeling this light Heavenly hold
Personally bold, me filled all up with praise, watching; many birds
Recorded pride, ordered to, celebrating, this, this near perfect day
Stand up, move those tired, worn feet, its now your turn for results
My sunshine miraculously here there for you all, my friends, sublime
Copyright Wendy Brady 04/04/2012
Inspired by Betty, Clinton and BigDaddyCash
And written from my sensual heart for you, all of you
Thankyou also, for guiding me to the faithful sunshine
It was needed, it was pure and it was waiting for me
Wendy I patiently wait for the magic words you create
ReplyDeleteEach word reminds me of our meeting, our day of fate
Sometimes I feel that your compositions are for me only.
But I know what you say in your poetry is for all to see.
Sunshine and happiness from the point of your pen,
Brightens the pathway for an easier and safe descend.
You are my sunshine, my poetic queen.
The one and only angel in my dream
Thank you Wendy your words are morning sunshine. You make us happy when days are cloudy and grey you’ll never know dear how much we love you. Please don't take our sunshine away. We treasure your words dear, they are more valuable than gold, we can't wait for your poems and stories to unfold. Betty and I both thank you for making our day.
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