by C E Goulden

Created on: May 11, 2008

"Roll-Call"

From light to dark
Where shadows sprawl,
From luster of astral forms
To mantle of lunar posture
From where by heaven's assign,
Life forms
Oh! Come to seek entrance
To a peaceful place
Go through a minute with me
Where a patch, with
An exhaustive array of ivy,
Lies thick and wanders in intensity
And the day-lily
Near a perfumed rose show
Certain timidity with modesty
The whole time surrounded by
Birds playing and singing
With no base here
To call their own
Only pecan boughs
Or slender shrub reeds,
That point to God
This, is where my feet
Firmly plants
Where nature does keep
Living things and relations alike
Ah! Nearby comes a buzz and whirr
Within definite realm;
Two fair winged fans
Seekers of flora,
Move in
To extract nectar
Their flight and pause are restless
And blooms
Ever so slightly
Wiggle and jiggle
With supply of strength
Being leaned on
Here is where murmurs
Utter tirelessly, while
Shuddering of every,
And sundry sites
Isolate and sort
Their delights;
So carefree as ready to exist
Share a word,
But, only one word
To touch upon
This somewhere
Where bliss
Spans a
Distance

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