Not a Secret, But the Opposite of One

This is the day that completes you

With the first rays of the mighty eye

Playfully pulling you to play your prelude

Written in the last sunset’s sky

 

Your last life gone, lost but with the finest grace

To this garden you belong, Winner of the true race

 

For you have suffered but with innocence

Served but with tenacity,

And in a world of closed shapes and finish lines,

Have loved with boundless capacity

 

Rise up now and join in your own love

Rise up now and join me, My Love

Only one fruit remaining, and it is solely yours

Rise up now, Rise up into love.

 

© 2011, Amaya Engleking

 

 

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3 comments

  1. James Munro · August 16

    This is really beautiful.

  2. thelittlewelshyurt · September 10

    Love this, really heart-warming.

    • Gospel Isosceles · October 18

      Thank you, and I am always awaiting updates on your yurt-life. Talk about heart-warming:)

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