Monday, December 7, 2009

The Rising...

Rising from within is a voice,
A sermon, a call,
To the winds of the storm
Of the raging seas...
"Come to me oh gigantic waves,
Rise and engulf me in your doom.
Crush me and break me
To pieces infinite,
And then ~
From each fragment,
Let loose a melody,
Of a lonesome shepherd's flute,
Resonating in the meadows and reaching the skies.
Let those notes then
Merge with your vigour
And my shattered elements,
And let the world see~
Rising out of the havoc,
A form ~
Of the spirit of the fire
And rhythm of the soul,
Defying your might,
And rising to the unfathomed skies..."

5 comments:

Ily said...

What a way to be taken and transformed. Powerful poetry, my friend, I'm glad to have you back. :)

Jagriti said...

thanks scarlet..n i'm glad to be back..! :) good to hear frm u..

Shubhajit said...

Its a power of soul that transform words into flame.

I hope you are well. Nice to see you again.

Shubhajit said...

Its a power of soul that transform words into flame.

I hope you are well. Nice to see you again.

Jagriti said...

i am good shubhajit, thank you, and nice to hear from you too.

"Earth wind and rain and fire,
Wealth power love desire,
One goal to live for before we die,
One taste of glory,
One mouthful of sky..."