LORD OF MY POETRY

As I have opened my soul to you,
So shall I open my heart,
For you have opened the gates of my mind,
And the upwelling of poetry,
Refreshed hopes,
Water's my soul.

Oh, lord of my poetry; my life,
Take care.
You hold in gifted hands,
Sighted eyes and brilliant mind,
Myself.

I am buoyed by the warmth of heart,
Your gift to mine.
Indeed, so high am I soaring
On hope's fragile wings,
I could fall.
Be but my wings,
And the air beneath
Shall be as the breath of love.

We shall soar together,
Through sunlit sky
And embracing night,
We shall rise on words of love,
And the delights of the mind,
Travel the path of delight and joy,
And body's sweet knowledge.
For you approach my inner self.
Take care.

Me