The Glowing

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The Glowing

So fragile in its radiance,
And yet you saw my light,
The shining all but vanquished
Like shadows in the night;

Unwilling to admit defeat,
A heart just barely beating,
Hoping for that miracle
Rare and ever fleeting;

Somewhere in the darkness
You heard my silent tears,
Threatening to drown me
In the sorrow of my years;

A consequential prisoner
Within my solitude,
Awaiting with impatience
That perfect interlude;

Alit with fire and brilliance,
A rare and precious stone,
Through eons of eternity
On wings of angels flown,

Fanning recognition's flame,
Love within me knowing,
Set my dying soul afire
And saved me by your glowing.



8/29/2009


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bandit1192 commented on The Glowing

09-03-2009

I loved this. The rythm of your words was right on the mark. The rekindling of passions flame. Such a wonderful state to be in. Beautiful, TS

Pink1967 commented on The Glowing

09-02-2009

Powerful and moving. I really feel the emotions flowing through your poetry.

Poetry is what is lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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