Destiny's Child Poem by Linda Ori
Destiny's Child
Look into my eyes, love, and tell me can you see
This flame of pure compassion living deep inside of me?
That burns with such conviction beyond my very soul,
It scares me nearly half to death, yet somehow makes me whole;
My life no longer governs me, my thoughts are not my own -
They flow from somewhere deep inside - these truths I've always known
That speak of love's reality, so sweet and crystal clear
My heart is filled with longing and it brings me close to tears;
Why comes this understanding now to complicate my life?
Such pure intoxication blooms then cuts me like a knife;
I have such need to comfort you, to soothe your troubled heart,
Yet knowing all the while that I may never be a part
Of everything I long for, the reason I exist -
I've searched for you a lifetime, half existing in the midst,
Until the day I found you and it all became so clear -
I always thought you far away, and yet you were so near;
Now look into my eyes, love, and you will surely see
A million hopeful yesterdays that brought you home to me.
Dont believe it I like this one as well, if your not careful im going to run out of things to say.
My life no longer governs me, my thoughts are not my own/ They flow from somewhere deep inside - these truths I've always known- I especially like that couplet, and I feel it carries a deep truth. Reminds me of a poet I like who wrote in rhyme. His name was Malcolm Schloss. Here's one of his I remember: 'I have only one Real Friend, /many are His forms./He rides upon the sunrise, /glorifies the storms.// He and I are comrades, /tried and fast and true./Glad am I to have found him/here and now in you.'
Oh, I nearly forgot to remark on your delightful choice of the title. Would WOW be too simplistic an adjective to suggest, Ms. Ori?
This, to my mind, just happens to be your finest hour, Linda. A rather enchanting straightshooter directly from your exquisite nucleus, right down to its impeccable cadence; nothing forced nor pretentious regarding this slice of sweet confessional confectionary. It graciously builds, layer upon layer until that wondrously delectable denouement. Here's looking at you, kid, Greg
I think you are a warm sensitive compassionate person to be able to write so well...love your poems arti
Amazing. I wrote a little poem 40 years titled Of Child, and it has the same ring to it as Detiny's Child.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/23/2024 4:53:57 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Deep and heartfelt, beautiful poem.