The Mystery

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    The Mystery
    The Mystery

    Long, long before the sun-kissed breezes blew
    The tulip bulbs and daffodils awoke
    Somehow this flame of life inside them knew
    A voice divine, yet earthly to them spoke

    Then slowly, oh so slowly did they start
    To gather this life force into a shoot
    Now from their winter slumber they’d depart
    A flower blossom is their Spring salute

    And when I stop to gaze upon this grace
    A stirring deep within my soul is born
    That voice divine, my spirit does embrace
    With that same spark of life I am adorned

    This cycle is a sacred mystery
    Weaving a wondrous, living tapestry

    Tina Busch-Nema
    March 11. 2009

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    purpleswan commented on The Mystery

    10-10-2009

    This is very beautiful. A lovely awakening of new life and spirit of life. Nicely done.
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    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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