“HEALING POWER OF LOVE”

… Around my bare shoulder, his fingers wrapped

As flame covers a burning log safely!

Sense of touch, intense comforting

Quickly penetrated my skin lovingly!

… I had found in this season of winter

Summer’s pleasure and light!

Left my body and heart, the cold harsh air

Surrounded me soft blanket, warm, loving!

… As ecstasy filled my body, pain ceased to exist

Like water soak into a dry sponge.

The bitterness cried from my soul

With silent, tender tears, heartbreak of hours!

… The healing power of love, to know

And grace of another being, experience!

I safely surrounded, so forgiving

Forever the eternity of myself to him!! …

Ellie

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“RAINBOW PATH”

… Innocence! The wondrous days

Amble on so softly

Through the trees, wind rustles

And so suddenly they are gone!

… Days and ways, so carefree

Beside the road of time lie

Where youth coasted down, the hills

Begin to climb, must now!

… On a rainbow path, as a chameleon 

Is ever changing, so life!

Passing through the prism of life

With spectrum re-arranging!

… Upon the shore, the waves that roll

Will surely roll away

Upon the tides that sand that rides

Dreams often swept astray!

… Glow brightly the lights of home

As our steps grow short and slow!

At the innocence, we wonder

So long ago of those days!! …

Ellie

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“INTERSECTION”

… That spring day I looked at the only way-

In the mirror on the wall which reflected a brawl!

Spring gave my face green image of grace,

But my soul did not know how I was alone!

… I could no more like many times before-

Hear street sound or singing bird around;

Or listen to children’s play in their noisy way!

No more I could stand the wailing wind –

In my sleep, the deepest moment I should keep,

Wind broke through the walls of my patient trust and all!

… All that day I gazed to my eyes with dismay.

They were worried, afraid, but denying my dread.

They took their fright into the eyelid with delight.

Among those safe lines, they hid from all sunshines!

Doesn’t this spiral way to somewhere gray-

Reach to the end or intersection  with a friend?

I must, must know at the top of this row,

There is a disturbed light that may invite-

The hesitant me to its lighted home of glee!

… I could no more carry my sadness to the door!

That spring had crept, it watched the depth-

Of my sadness which might end to madness,

Knowing my soul it covered, my patient soul that suffered.

… That day of spring, that green image sang.

At my door, where my soul soared:

“You did not think, you just did sink!” !! …

Ellie

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“INTRINSIC PART OF WIND”

So amazed! a lily clings to the shear,

Looking out over horse tailed surf, slide the cliff!

Driven by the wind, the light drizzle.

Watching the clouds race by, a young woman’s face.

Her weary eyes, droplets sooth as rivulet of tears,

In reddened eyes, find their source!

… A lonely place, this always was.

A place when a young woman could care;

By the wilderness of nature, to sit surrounded-

To dream of future lies beyond the horizon,

Of what might have been to dream!!…

… She left instinctively that absent friend-

A place where she felt wasn’t really gone!

Soaring with clouds, forever spirits.

Surf and bejeweled an intrinsic part of wind;

Dewdrops on the harsh spines of the Mar-ram grass!! …

Ellie

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“CHILDHOOD LOVE”

They were in love, in love with morning star!

In love with rainy days!

In love with wandering clouds.

In love with ambiguous crowd…

… In the eyes of days, they crawl-

Towards the faded walls!

The dead, dying, and living lay,

They were dear to someone some day!

The dream of vain, sleeplessness in abyss,

Dream of their loneliness in their bliss!

They’ve been daring, feeble and brave!

Faces soon be covered by the dust of grave.

Towards the direction of faded walls,

They were wounded by bullets, pains or brawls.

They wear a smile on their pale faces.

The hesitant shadow of their childhood grace!! …

Ellie

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“FURY”

… Along the indigo blue of sky

Gone

Memories of yesterday!

Into the rage of blind bird in fly

Vanished

The animal roar of dismay;

And what is called dread!

… The heaven, the moon, the sun

Gone!

Stories, myths, odes, embraces

Vanished!

Aging, absences

What is called FURY!

… In the company of old

Graceful

Was the proper adjective for pride.

Directness swept horizon of gold

With grace!

The coherency of speech satisfied

Even the common!

… Unmovable forces began

Trust!

With wrench and pang

The inevitable journey began

Realization!

The seductive sea of freedom sang

Of trust!! …

Ellie

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“THUNDER MOURNS”

… I am not a player, love is the game.

Mix with rain, my lonely tears!

Feeling so old, yet I am so young!

Lightening dies, mourns by thunder!

… Around me, only closed doors!

In the rhythm of rain, heartbeats are lost!

Lead the way, extinguished candles!

Brighter thunder, louder lightening mix!

… Reflects on images, my special self!

Gentle souls burn by cool rain

Amid screams, lonely heart dies.

Sound initiated, light created- both die!

… From the ashes, a phoenix rises

To the sky, the rain falls upward.

I no longer need it- being love.

The lightening and thunder intertwined, live forever!! …

Ellie

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