- Non-Erotic Poetry
- my blue
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Click hereSapphire blue point of light touches me,
drawing into focus endowments from beyond.
Brilliant beam reflecting unspoiled dreams,
all that is pure, gently crossing life's passage.
True empowerment begins within,
noticing unseen patterns in randomness,
hidden strength in sacred geometry,
discovering chance is but our illusion.
Beauty lives within creativity's breast,
strokes of color may beguile the learned eye,
yet to the untrained, joy flows unfettered
by societal constraints; bliss complains not.
The teacher carries years of training
to the ancient podium, only to discern
the title is but a disguise, reverently hiding
perfect truth, we teach only to learn.
Energy spins within, perpetually guiding,
pulling together that which was separate,
resonating deep within the smallest detail,
perfect balance, the protector of all that is.
- COMMENTS
flyguy69over 19 years agoAn extraordinary treatment of such an elusive concept: true beauty lies at the core of creation, not in the varnish we learn to lay over it. A truely wonderful poem, QP!
