A Simple Light Beam Lift To Wider Dream

 

A Simple Light Beam Lift to Wider Dream

© 2016 Barbara M. Schwarz

 

Purple Eyes Publishing (PEP)

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Published by PEP at Shakespir

ISBN: 978-1-910774-77-9

 

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On the front cover: “A single beam now stream” 2016.

 

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Acknowledgements

A bright beam of light in Autumn sight, the world to flame ignite (time to say goodnight).

 

 

A Simple Light Beam Lift To Wider Dream

I gave a gentle shove and

(liked to) call it love -

 

Heavens Above – it’s time

to flee from all

that once defined me

 

And a giant bee set off

‘shrugg-ing-ly’

 

All sorts of stormy weather

make a season very clever

 

to sever old ties,

and see what rested,

lies

 

when you begin again

the earth the same

as before you had let

your season roar

 

and now in autumn time

you are ready to define

next season’s rhyme

in a clear bright line

 

next season’s now to

prime for now you dine

 

on each goodbye

without so much as a sigh

 

why would you mind

when you find that life is

blind to what was there

before

 

for now the seasons

(anew) roar:

‘give it juice

and then some more!!!’

 

and so I see this season’s

meant for me

to try my hand most

liberally

 

and spread my wings

so free

Autumn magnificently

applauds each proficient view

to sweep right through

to the Great Brand New

 

for when the former time has gone,

it is time to move along and envelop

a brand new song with energy that

throng from a beating start

to capture bright a brand new heart

 

enthusiasm brand and new:

Autumn just adores you

and lights a merry path

to help you find what you craft

 

a simple sense to go

well beyond erstwhile flow

 

and as the light cast a single beam,

it is all that it seem:

 

a season that I deem already gone

with dying notes of forgotten song

and in the confusion of what once

went on (I am already gone!!!)

 

I cleared my own stage

my heart was such a rage

of new invention, I really had

no intention of just muddling

through with ‘what I used to do!’

 

a simple act I made

to aid an unobstructed view

 

the remnants no longer blew

a shadow there or two,

my mind could not recall

why that had mattered once at all

 

and for this sake, the old flake

away as the light prey on my

mind to just take easy what I find

 

and to the wind I then bind

a swirly type affair:

 

the leaves that lift off to where

I can seem to see,

 

a perspective stretched out

like a tree -

always reaching further

than where I find I be

individually inclined

 

and the fresh air designed

to have me laughing where

new paths I explore

of what I previously

thought ignore:

 

A single light beam

A single moment

It now seem

That lift to wider dream

 

(for what has been

has been – nothing left

to redeem)

 

And life’s recompense is more

than repetition – it’s just a brand

new position in finding out

what Autumn’s vibrancy

is all about

 

The wind continually rear

The rains constantly appear

And I am left to see

A humming vibrancy

 

Like a giant bee

That looks to see

A wider energy

 

A simple light beam

To lift to wider dream

 

And in the easy flow

I know, I know

 

I’m almost there

The scattering of fresh air

repair a fresh stair of open

movement

in play and I move so far

from yesterday

 

All out to play

All done today

No chance to delay

What thought to stay

 

Out out you go

into open flow

 

and the green, green

grass I see

is a vibrancy

that lets me know

 

A simple light beam

is all I seem to need

to deem as part

of a wider dream

 

And open now the

treasure hold

it is courage that

enfold

 

Colours grand

and colours bold

on this journey

open, cold.

 

A single light beam

is my wider dream.

 

Purple Eyes Publishing

The seasons all know the open window, and a light beam fresh air stream (and I forget what once has been).

 

 

 

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