With Little Room To Spare

The man who takes the liberty to live is superior to all the laws, by virtue of his relation to the lawmaker. - Thoreau

kissed without treason and hugged without reason

stars tangential to a lambent moon

night dreams in dark blue ecstasy under a shroud of sacred matter

a symphony of silence making love to my ears with a caress of  amplified steel

hands of dusk and dawn pressed firmly together in contemplative prayer

divine rhapsody stirs a melodious new day with the naked spoon of undeniable truth

seasons coming and going in majestic chronology

emotions crooning forgotten words in a choir of  elastic faith

canons firing the climactic confetti of autumnal, earthen foliage

legions of fluttering, electric angels assembled in punctual perpetuity surrounding heaven's bold bastion

rapturous percussion interjecting resuscitating breaths

infusing me with living water

unconscious but soulfully aware

breathing the sweet nectar of transformative air

eternity dances a jocose jig nearby 'pon the dancefloor of creation

with little room to spare

Author's Note

“If the day and the night are such that you greet them with joy, and life emits a fragrance like flowers and sweet-scented herbs, is more elastic, more starry, more immortal- that is your success." - Thoreau

Reviews

[FGFRANKLIN]

This was beautiful and I enjoyed reading it, Pete. There is magic in the wood. Oh, perhaps not nymphs and faeries; but the light of dawn glistening on spiderweb, the red cardinal; a splotch of crimson on new fallen snow. The twisting colors of fall dropping confetti from every deciduous tree in celebration of another year. The soliloquy of the mockingbird lost in his vast repertoire; the call of geese above the pond, the hammering knock of the woodpecker as early squirrels chatter their disapproval to all. Yes, there is magic there.

[Pete]

wow, indeed. thanks so much for sharing thoughts FGF ... :)

[Bhuyanshi Talukdar]

It's a lovely piece that captures the essence of autumn and the wonders of the natural world.

[Pete]

yes - wonders. thank you for sharing thoughts and taking the time ... :)

[DIVYA]

Indeed, the sounds, the sights offered by the Divine to those living are majestic and so richly composed a symphony. Reading this descriptive and grandly envisioned poem, I could not help thinking of the beyond joyous awakening of rapture and all its greatness and glory. We are blessed that God has gone to such lengths to weave such beauty for us. As his chosen subjects, we owe it to Him to appreciate and enjoy it.

"hands of dusk and dawn pressed firmly together in contemplative prayer" ~ I loved this beyond beautiful line.

[Pete]

such a kind review and appreciate you sharing how it made you think/feel. you clearly "get it". thank you ... :)

[1809 Black Plague Decem..]

hellos, Pete, an ectacy so hard to hold on to; so rare to live
I love the fortification of heaven, and most of all
your metaphor of "no room to spare" so becoming,
it drives on me, jive, :S -----Maynard P.S. great guitar, love the whole video, manufesto

[Pete]

appreciate your comments. thanks so much for kind review ... :)

[1809 Black Plague December]

you are most welcome Pete. :S