The light of the sparrow down a narrow hallway

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  • Devotion
    • nature
    • is adjacent to the sun and moon.....can life get any more creative

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    Al hamdo lilla!!!!!!!!

    The light of the sparrow down a narrow hallway

     In the night sky, my iris of vision notice the sparrow
    the dream, straight and narrow the darkness I lasso
    rain drops fall, the sparrows maiden call
    my potent mind is obsolete in the presence of God's seat
    follow me deep in the light of a sparrow
    will time cease ,to pain it's existence, is casual
    I welcome the twilight of the stars in motion
    forms a visual, eyes closed, an opening
    into the mouth of the sparrow; I fear
    the reasons to cheer, my fortunate sphere
    as I rise to immaculate company here.
    As my tears disappear I don't care about fear
    I am always in gear to revere my water's pier.
    Cheer at this gesture for it remains pure
    I'm lured by the sparrow's contrast obscure
    contact I want more within my core
    so I shed my skin, tore into my contour
    The wings of the bird on the back un-nerved me
    to dream in true talents, as my spirit has served thee
    colour thy wings to the purest of lovely
    themes of the greatest of all things in memory...

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    SavVySam commented on The light of the sparrow down a narrow hallway

    11-24-2009

    Beautiful journey of spirit and visions of light! Deep and creatively worded poem!
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    DeepEclipse commented on The light of the sparrow down a narrow hallway

    11-14-2009

    A wise man notices the smallest of things...each intricate little weave. Through the aura of a sparrow you weave a piece of lyrical depth. Like shining a magnifying glass on something most overlook. I like how you somewhat became the shapeshifter in this, shedding old skin. Not living to be something, but living to become anything. This poem widens my eyes, keeping me observant. For even a sparrow has a story to tell. Beautiful man. Emotionally rhythmatic.
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    inkmaster commented on The light of the sparrow down a narrow hallway

    10-31-2009

    very nice write well rounded would read again........................................inkmaster
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    dumplin commented on The light of the sparrow down a narrow hallway

    10-23-2009

    Ah, a look inward. Nice flow and use of words. I loved it.
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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.
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