For The Tuesday Platform for ~ IGWRT ~ So Many Songs Unsung ~

so many poems unwritten sailed through
so many songs unsung flew
and I sat and viewed the sunsets
and the silver lined clouds

and read the figures in the mind
and formed pages and pages of  long
stories visions angels meditating
misty mornings emerging to half

the day gone and so soon
it is afternoon,

and still I smile and muse
as 'Changes creep in...

children are no more around
silence is the faithful companion

in my soul is the musical sound
of life, crush of a falling leaf
shaken sent, to the ground
and I wrap the shawl tight

waiting,hoping to see the unseen

hoping to be in pure divine Light