FEATURED POET – Gibran Khalil Gibran
I am a kind word uttered and repeated
By the voice of Nature;
I am a star fallen from the
Blue tent upon the green carpet.
I am the daughter of the elements
With whom Winter conceived;
Do you know
How to hold
The abundance of a world
Offering itself
To you?
The heavy breathing
Covers the sound
Of steps crunching
the white ground
Beauty speaking
Earthly bound
Swiftly flowing
On each mound
When Love cringes
At the words uttered
Or written in a text
In a message
Meant to put the finger
On the wound
On the slashed ripped skin
Of the heart
Can I peek at you
Through the branches
Of solitude?
Can time and space
Finally melt
Between us?
Can I be any different?
Can I be otherwise?
The call to stand
Stronger than life itself
To reach for the sun
True to its nature
Of growing erect
Even while embracing
Other limbs
Stand tall
Stand firm
And in your standing
Remember all that feed you
The infinite particles
Water, air and soil
Rich with what you need
Open up your life
Like petals
Gently revealing
Seeds of creation
Let the light in
Casting away
Shadows
And illusions
Well,
A herd of goats
Guarded
Guided
Taken care of
They jumped at the chance
Of rushing
To the road
Through an opening
I used to lay down
In the tall grass
Face turned to the sky
Arms open wide
Welcoming
Breeze
Sun rays
Laughter of the woods.
