Music of rolling waves
enters my hungry heart
striking a chord of harmony
with the sea of abundance
The notes roll up and down,
and a wondrous breeze of love
inspires my mind and soul
to open up for torrents of peace
My ears filled with beauty,
heart no longer hungry
my being lightly afloat
in God's Glory
When babies die, Do they go to heaven as a baby? And if they do, Who takes care of them? .. iip.. James
't was Confucius who said: if we understand so little about life itself, why speculate about death? :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
My Treasure I Hide From The Sea - Poem by Is It Poetry My treasure I hide from the storms, as the Water turns to foam on the rocks. She when I'm weary will say as she sighs, Read the hidden words and remember my works Comfort in night and long days. I have drank with my lips from the sea and the sea, Is not hidden from me though the rest Whom see will not tell. As sure as it sings that one special song, the song That it sings for me. Copyright © James McLain | Year Posted 2017 Is It Poetry
Very beautiful poem, James. I enjoyed it very much. Made me think of a bit of a small sonnet I wrote some time back for my wife. It is written from a different angle but I hope you enjoy it too: title: the song of heaven The violent waves of the stormy sea break It is the song of heaven that they sing Amazing, wonderful music they make Adorable roars, truly enlight'ning Heaven is pleased and delights in it all A heavenly cloud gives the sea a kiss The horizon, at a distance so small Embraces the sea, an ocean of bliss But heavenly songs and heavenly scenes Without the beautiful image of you Do not seem complete and so in my dreams I'm not here alone, but we're here with two So much I love sounds and sights of the sea Much more dear's still, the love ‘tween you and me