Saturday, May 21, 2022

SKY DANCER

 



She is a sky dancer,
caught halfway between earth
and heaven.
Swirl me some stars,
pour me a half-glass of hope.
Remind me that, while the view
on the ground is gloomy,
in the celestial realm,
spirits rain down
blessings on we benighted folk,
in the vain aspiration
we might catch some 
of their heavenly fire
and dream a brighter dream.
Sky dancer,
pour me some truth,
and I will believe.



12 comments:

  1. What a glorious way to begin my day!! You and this perfect poem! Blogger misbehaving ~~ Helen here!

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  2. “Remind me that, while the view
    on the ground is gloomy,
    in the celestial realm,
    spirits rain down”

    May we all answer this call.

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  3. Lovely! Such a hopeful poem!

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  4. Your poem is even more lovely than the image Sherry! I love the idea of pouring truth! Always so glad to see you at the Muse my friend!

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  5. Oh yes, that we could some of that :Heavenly fire" indeed. Would be really good for tough times like these.
    Jim
    http://jimmiehov6.blogspot.com/?m=0
    ..

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  6. I like the idea of a half glass of hope. That would be enough for me these days!

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  7. Come on, Sky Dancer, do your thing!

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  8. "pour me a half-glass of hope."
    Indeed, half a glass will go a long way in these dystopian days

    Happy Sunday Sherry

    Much💛love

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  9. "in the celestial realm,
    spirits rain down"

    Said so beautiful!

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  10. "Swirl me some stars,
    pour me a half-glass of hope"

    "pour me some truth,
    and I will believe."

    Lovely inspiring poem, Sherry.

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  11. I think the sky dancer is confused and is pouring non stop rain as well as hope down under Maybe you could have a word :)

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  12. Yes please - some stars and some hope. Lovely interpretation Sherry.

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