You make me feel free
Those eyes a gift of moment
I fear not the night
The blackbird wakes me
Arise my heart you are sent
To fill my whole life
And you are my wings
With you I soar to the heights
To see the world’s light
When I am broken
Dead to this beautiful land
I will still have you
Photo by Pixgood.com
The body is mortal, but love is forever.
ReplyDeleteThis could be about love, mortality or even (if you are that way inclined) religion... It reads in different ways depending on which angle you come at it from. Great work!
ReplyDeleteAnother finely crafted poem full of wisdom and love and beauty..really soars on the page and inside
ReplyDeleteBeautiful flow in your blackbird story.
ReplyDeleteAh.. love how you draw love and tenderness to those words lingered with darkness.. beautiful
ReplyDeleteWe all need something, why not a blackbird? Nicely flowing.
ReplyDeleteI like the idea of needing something...even a blackbird! ;)
DeleteA beautifully wrought poem of transcendence .
ReplyDeleteGorgeous!
ReplyDeleteeyes - a gift of the moment indeed. Very nice write!
ReplyDeleteThis is gorgeous, OE! I concur with Pearl.
ReplyDeleteLovely. I particulary like your last two verses.
ReplyDeleteJust lovely. Spring is waking us all up to beauty.
ReplyDeleteVery nice..glad I hopped over here today to read.
ReplyDeletewe have a lot of them around now The grackles; have a nice weekend
ReplyDeletemuch love...
I like the way you've portrayed the blackbird as a wonderful gift.
ReplyDeleteA bird's eye view. Nicely woven,
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
Old Egg, what a gorgeous opening to this poem, and flows right on through. Nicely done.
ReplyDeletePamela
Love this, especially:
ReplyDelete"Those eyes a gift of moment"
Delightful!
ReplyDeleteOhh, I do love this a lot.
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