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Tuesday, 12 May 2015
Waves
Will the moment surface
When the dark dolorous waves
Will cease frothing and crashing
To sheer ripples
Then leisurely
Lie supine
Like placid tranquility
In my heart?
If that ever happens
I will play with the pebble
Of Thy Name
The game skipping stones
And make it touch the calm
A hundred times
And be a silent witness
To the ripples of Thy Light
Swirling up higher and higher
Till a huge tsunami
Of Thy Love
Swallows me up
Forever
Posted for Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Waves
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Oh, I hope that those dark waves WILL stop crashing about & that all will be calm soon once again. I do wonder sometimes if those crashing waves we sometimes experience point us in the direction of the True Peace we can find inside ourselves.
ReplyDeleteIt is so important to see the ones we loved all around us, in the clouds, the trees, in the flowing water and in birdsong; always reminding us they are not that far away.
ReplyDeleteHow I love the journey here from threatening to receptive to participatory to consuming! I would like to stay in the skipping stone and silent witness part for a long time. The inner life is as vast as an entire world!
ReplyDeleteWow! Sheer devotion!
ReplyDeleteI expect as your love will remain so will the sadness of those waves..however i hope that there is comfort in remembering..of finding the smalls grain of sand..better still a stone..to stay connected to the ones we love and miss..a fine piece to open your Motif prompt
ReplyDeleteWow.. beautifully written.
ReplyDeleteThis is so beautiful... loved this intense & emotive piece.. :D
ReplyDeleteLots of love
xoxo
love is hidden deeply inside the sea and comes up with the mighty waves of emotions.
ReplyDeletePraying. May those mighty waves stop spilling one into another, full or fluid, guided by God. Amen.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully penned, Sumana.
I love that "huge tsunami of Thy Love"....so beautiful, Sumana. It makes my heart leap.
ReplyDeleteI love your contrast of the Tsunami force (that is frightening) to the lapping ripple (tat calms).
ReplyDeleteThose waves that come so unawares are unsettling.
My prayers for the calm waves to soothe and thank you for hosting.
so much love can only make you more beautiful
ReplyDeletehave a nice Wednesday
much love...
LOVE the idea of playing skipping stones with the "pebble of thy name." Fantastic.
ReplyDeleteJust the whisper of some people's name can cause huge storms...
ReplyDeleteI specially like this part:
ReplyDeleteTill a huge tsunami
Of Thy Love
Swallows me up
Happy to see you as part of the team Sumana ~
Sumana,
ReplyDeleteSuch majestic power is invoked within your poem; the draw and the fear. Then a contrast, when everything settles into that placid lull..Love can behave in much the same manner, for some people!!
Till a huge tsunami
ReplyDeleteOf Thy Love
Swallows me up
Forever.......................... wonderful.
A beautiful and heartfelt prayer! May it indeed be so.
ReplyDeleteIt doe resemble a prayer with a great trust in God's love !
ReplyDeleteMagnificent images were born in your waves...I like "Swirling up higher and higher
ReplyDeleteTill a huge tsunami
Of Thy Love" ~ Eternal wave of Love! ~ beautiful
This is a beatiful prayer Sumana. I hope this ccmes true for you and that healing does swallow you up.
ReplyDeleteFeelings and words have been wonderfully grafted....the swirling tsunami may embrace us all for the eternal tranquility....
ReplyDeleteWonderful prompt Sumana and a lovely write a well. I do hope the dark waves subside.
ReplyDeleteGreat poem, liked the way you used your prompt.
ReplyDeletePlay with the pebble of your name - I absolutely love that line, there is so much you can read into it. You can really feel the build in this as well.
ReplyDelete" I will play with the pebble Of Thy Name" - such an evocative line.
ReplyDeleteThis describes so well a situation where a soul in torment feels so powerless in the face of the raging storm and crashing waves of existence, Sumana. The appeal to the Deity, and hope of finding shelter in His love is what makes the poem so beautiful.
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