Page of White
By Cinara
Page of White To grasp the power of belief, and scroll it on a golden leaf For other souls to then behold, is much more precious than the gold To seek a dream, though worn with age, inscribing it on parchment page Is but a gift of hope you give, to those whose dreams were never lived The visions etched in prism light, when written on a page of white Bring rainbow colors to one’s life, enveloping the moment’s strife The beauty in the hills of green, when placed upon a paper’s sheen Becomes alive, an Eden home, serenity beneath God’s dome The joy of love, the pain of loss, that dwell within an inkwell’s gloss Are treasured words that cause a tear to fall upon a listening ear To lay your heart in morning’s glow on crest of crystal virgin snow Is but a dainty print that gleams, of who you are or what it seems A poem that speaks in depth and grace, that mirrors eyes and soul and face Will find a harbor in the minds of all of those who’ve read your rhymes A poem is made of words you sift Ethereal sands, a treasured gift Written February 6th, 2002 © on Feb 05 2002 09:24 PM PST 0 • 10
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