Tuesday, June 27, 2017

A Blessing True --dVerse

A BLESSING TRUE

like a veil                     thin gauzy                    used in motion pictures

a world without flaws     blemishes disappear               like a dream

a garden chime sounds /caught by a gentle breeze        it floats down
                                                                                     around you       

comforts you                like a protective shield             protects you
                                                                                    from harm

                       

you hold out your hands to me /palms side up         make a little cup          

an offering you extend/i hold out my hands to you/ i accept your gift                     

a blessing indeed          like the sunset                  a gift of gold

i give back to you       as blessings go              not too big/nor too small                                          
i pull it close around me           the gift is perfect        after all

June 27, 2017


            

11 comments:

Nosaint said...

Love that sound-image of the garden chime, floating down around you. Gorgeous!

Paul John Dear said...

This is a beautifully fashioned blessing of a poem. Thank You.

Samyuktha Semi Jayaprakash said...

A beautiful poem. The feeling was amazingly brought out with the words <3

Frank Hubeny said...

I liked the holding out of hands to give and receive.

brudberg said...

Lovely with those hands... I think we need more hands to give and receive blessings.

Gayle Walters Rose said...

I echo the same sentiments referring to the hands that give and receive the blessings. Somehow it makes it more intimate and meaningful. Your words are very beautiful.

indybev said...

Beautiful words. I could almosts hear the garden chime!

Grace said...

I love the giving and accepting of the gifts and blessings ~ It is perfect ~

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I love that exchange of blessings from cupped hands........

Sreeja said...

Feeling fresh and good after reading....beautifully written!

Sok Sareth said...

An enticing story poem - I am glad she got out in time

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