Across Perilous Seas ( . . . into your soft kingdom )


Found emotionally slain, frowned upon, left aground,
Left here at rest on my knees,
What else is there to do but to ease,
Us beyond this level, ever darkening sundown?

What else but for us to steal away from the strong winds that blow
Across our inner, perilous, prevailing seas?

Forgive me for there inside your inner place, you're essential, gentle
Forgiveness flow, your sweet face,

( Your unendingly unyielding and loving heart's place, )

There can be no doubt, there at it's base, fragrant, floral beauties bloom,

You are in bloom, my Love! You are in bloom

O' that I extend to you the wealth of my sorrows,
For inside this garden you've made for us, you have held me near,

Here inside this growing burden of your sadness and heartfelt pain
I find my tomorrows,

Spent. Cold. Left boldly out in a cold, cold rain

Forgive me in your majesty, the mainstay of your love over the years,
For beyond all doubt, I have let you down

Forgive me, my loving woman,
My good and gracious friend,

Forgive me my tears.

Thom Douglas Carlisle ( Irish Tommy Moran ) - Ireland

tommy..... a lovely, endearing piece...

Inspiring...

...touching!

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cheers for this touching poem...

Thanks, chax, tazzops. Appreciate it.

tomo

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