My mantra has no words.
It has no sound.
It rises from within me
As it rises from the ground.
I cannot help but cry,
With all the earth.
As with creation groaning
In the pangs of giving birth.
One day I'll have my words
Not just the burn.
For now I only cry to Him
And plead for His return.
16 comments:
It isnt really a words thing is it. Liked this very much.
So often a mantra can be like that.
Beautifully done.
Beautiful description of emotion.
b
http://itcrossedmymindblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/that-is-not-my-mantra-word-clouds.html
So full of feelings. A delightful piece.
I understand very well what you are talking about. Let all creation groan.
Oh Carina - this is so beautiful. Sadly the first thing that came to mind is the oil spill in the gulf..
wonderfully expressed!
Makes of a Melodious Mantra
Yes, very primal..something that is within us all if we stop to listen..thank you for your visit..Jae
Beautiful and sound.
I loved the way you rebuked the mantra and chose to speak from your heart and soul.
I felt this as I read it. Beautiful, emotional, succinct. Well done.
Wonderful words and thoughts. Lots to think about! Well done indeed!
Sylvia
Reminds me of a song I once wrote; I lost the notebook years ago...
ROG, ABC Wednesday team
wise words,
unbeatable spirits...
cool t post!
Terrific T!
Amazing and heart touching poem.
please give you views on my Mantra :)
http://myshilpifun.blog.co.in
Looking forward for you comment :)
Thank you
Shilpi
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