Poem for Elena
This poem was written because I promised Elena that I would have something special for her when I would see her again. Elena is my grand-niece and the purest drop of water that came to be.
Three drops of water
Came from the sky.
Two fall together,
One falls nearby.
Each takes a path
Down mountain side.
Gathering dust,
Brown and grey,
Of trees and bees
And ancient stones
As gifts to share
Along the way.
Two drops soon,
Side by side,
A little trickle
They become,
Happy in their
Joyful ride.
In due time
The paths do meet
Another drop,
So clear and sweet.
And Nature weds them
To Her cause.
To brook, to stream
Then speeding current
Together they leap
Over waterfalls
And carve the rock
To gorges deep.
In valleys fertile
You carry seeds
To make them lush.
And forests green.
Such is the essence
Of your being.
To winding river
On the plain
By birds and beasts
And grasses tall,
In peace together
For one…for all.
The journeys end
Is coming near.
The breaking surf
You can hear.
Back to the sea
Where it begins.
Trenchtownrock
This is such an awesome piece of purity..loved it.
darthcricket replied
Thank you Trench! I respect your comment with sincerity and am very privileged that you have added it to your favourites! I have been reading your poems and will get back soon. There is so much to read here!
Charma Chircop
stunning,superb—Charma