Out of Our Hands

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Out of Our Hands

exposed
as a tidal-pool starfish
no mortal danger looms
yet nearly so, it seems

clinging
to blessed faith
inherited, cultivated, central
as an anchor through the gale

waiting
learning while leaning
the ways of the waves
tidal turnings of time, of love

returning
with grace and relief
to the safety (and peril) of
the vast and patient sea

knowing
the tides will turn anew
frailty lives beside strength
the phases come in their time

amen

MLS

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Hampton commented on Out of Our Hands

02-04-2010

You have an excellent style that soothes the readers mind as he/she embraces your poem. Well done.

bloomingsun

02/04/2010

Thank you, Hampton, for your gracious comment. I am so happy to see you here again, and appreciate you taking time to read. Peace and blessings, Bloomingsun

simoneaugustus commented on Out of Our Hands

01-15-2010

Incredibly powerful! I look forward to reading much more of your work!

bloomingsun

01/15/2010

I also look forward to reading more of yours. Thanks so much for your inspiring words! bloomingsun...

tierra7 commented on Out of Our Hands

01-06-2010

WOW!! something worth the savor ......this is such an exquisite piece...hun you are a goddess of great creations....ty for the great share..bloomingsun....this is .very beautiful...NAMASTE..Terra @}-'-,- (10+ )

mangeoart commented on Out of Our Hands

12-31-2009

The waters run so deeply through our minds like the words of this wonderful piece of yours.

bloomingsun

01/03/2010

Yes, the waters run deeply. Sometimes they scare me, but putting words to paper always clears the waves! Thanks for stopping by and for your comment!

SavVySam commented on Out of Our Hands

12-31-2009

I LOVE THIS! You are blessed with true poetic talent! I will drop by soon to check out new additions! Great work!

bloomingsun

01/03/2010

Hi Sam, please drop in to read anytime! I love to hear what others may see in my writing. Thanks for your kind comment, it is much appreciated...

Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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