Reflecting Winter XII

Today, I decided to post a poem of this past winter. My best friend Sean who I dearly look at as my best friend. Told me he really loved the words and structures of memories in this poem. So, I felt that I should share it with you all.

Please enjoy the imagery and beauty of my words.

Winter XII

Drifting flaming inspirational hearts
Of golden wings.
Grasp the holds of the comet tail
That flies through the universe of dreamers, shakers, and lovers
Upon the horizon of Beauty of the eyes of a lover, dreamer, and goal taker.

Turbulent light bluish oceans of the soul & heart
Of a person that swims in the pool of the spiritual life
Hoping to collide with the golden key to her heart

Locked fortress upon only one has the soul key.
The key to unlock the spiritual within her soul
Of love that is contain in her inner emotional paradise of the inner soul.
Of a heart of loving sunrises

Sunrises that rise like the life’s warmth
From your heart, your spirit
Over the ocean of your bluish eyes
That flows in your soul
To see the caressing of the currents upon the beaches
That feels the breeze off the ocean
To bring air to feel your soul and many blessings
For what is to come.

Her eyes have the imprint of the dove
A dove that protects her heart from others.
Sent by God. To find the golden heart

A person of similar qualities came too
A spirit filled with the blue emotional oceans
Of life within her eyes
Of heavenly colors. Colors of hues that blinded others.
To instill emotions
Lost in the dungeons of despair.
A shadowy darkness
My heart for an eternity.

I was taken by the beauty of the hues
Of her soul
God has brought me back from the sanctuary
Clouds of loneliness.
Finally, coming across another spirit.
Of a golden heart.
To become intertwine in a Friendship.

In time, the path we take will tell the future
Of both our Souls, Souls of utter feeling and golden hearts.
As, the blankets of the first snows come during the week of
Thanksgiving and warmth of others to the souls that at times
Become cold as rock when not loved and are lonely.

In the path of winters snow, I have found a warm body of blue
Blue and deep as the ocean that covers Mother Nature. Emotional
And undiscovered
To my thoughts and feelings
As a I start a new path that is covered with snow,

I peer upon the sunrise to know it will be a great
Adventure of the heart and spirit
To follow the blue soul
Through the flow of the river of life
Until the Waters stop flowing
Then this guide will be covered
Covered with eternal blankets of winter
White winter
White as blinding Light