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A Song from Yin and Yang

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Post by mwzephyr » April 27, 2015, 9:56 am

A Song from Yin and Yang

My memories only bring a reunion of clouds,

to reflect the brilliant sunsets and muted dawns.

Distant imaginings now are all they seem to be.

My life's tremolo,

a single overwhelming passion;

to return home,

worthy of the trust and love instilled in me.

To have encouraged and not to be discouraged is a requisite,

along this less trodden way.

I desire to follow the divine song back to its source,

bringing with me a voice worthy of being woven into the celestial choirs.

A reunion of clouds has been the backdrop,

the buffer,

and the inspiration for my wanderings.

The sunshine of my life,

against this backdrop

has yet then had a counterpoint,

a contrast,

and a scale by which it may be weighed

and a ruler by which it may be measured.

Traces of my steps along the path,

have been swept clean by the winds,

and my tears have been washed away by the rains.

Bloodstains have been swallowed up by the sands of time,

and my failures bleached from the score by the relentless sun.

Seeds have been planted, saplings bent, flowers trampled, and weeds pulled.

That which I have sown has often been distilled into a bitter soup,

and other times it has become fermented wine, touched by the gods!

The choices I have made have been served back unto me by my own hand,

not the hand of fate…

Yet how better to learn, how better to assemble my song?

Without searching out the notes and voicing them,

I would never know the harmonies, the melodies, and the chords…

Discordant notes may yet still pass my lips,

as I search and explore and record the results.

The echoes of laughter,

and the wails of anguish are part of the process.

Is it not kinder to the singers?

To let them find their voice

and discover the calling of their soul?

Would it be better to hand out the program in advance,

and hope for success?

Would not many avoid the exercise altogether?

Who would come to listen to the choirs and the singers,

if the music was simply a pedantic repetition

of the same notes inexpressively and passively played?

Then there would be no need of a conductor,

and the opera of Life would indeed have no purpose,

indeed it would be redundant;

a hollow exercise…

If I am yet to sing my song on an empty stage,

without an audience and without accompaniment,

then I will take solace

and strength in knowing that indeed it is truly my song.

I shall sing with the yearning of a child crying out for the love of its mother.

I shall sing with the desire that possesses my heart like a fire

and drives my limbs though weary they have become.

I shall sing in earnest.

Mostly I shall sing in love.

I Shall return the favor to Maker,

and sing my gratitude, my praises to the highest seat,

to which belong the governances' overseeing all the infinite principalities

and the governing powers thereof.

My voice shall not be shrill or strident, nor prideful,

but rather, grateful, respectful, loving,

and yet powerful with the acknowledgement of

my birthright at the hands of Him who fashioned my soul.

Those hands and the trials of my journey

have fashioned from humble clay a vessel,

a chalice,

a grail,

that will accept no less,

than the wine of the Divine Love,

which made, fashioned it and breathed it into being.

I am most grateful!

DRB 5/09/08

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Post by Davidf » April 27, 2015, 1:40 pm

A very nice poem.
Have a blessed day!

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Post by Lion~* » April 29, 2015, 11:37 pm

Is it not kinder to the singers?

To let them find their voice

and discover the calling of their soul?
I certainly believe so!
Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart...William Wordsworth

Follow your honest convictions, and stay strong. - William Thackeray

The bottom line, especially for my character,
is the issue of unconditional love.”
Matthew Weeden

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Post by Liebestraum » May 14, 2015, 4:12 am

Out of gratitude new flowers will bloom ...

This is quite epic and a beautiful reflection of your soul.

Love is the One who masters all things;
I am mastered totally by Love.

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Post by flyingrabbit » November 3, 2015, 6:14 pm

I enjoyed reading every part of it!
it's really a nice poem..
thanks for sharing it, Zep!


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