Echoes of Distant Stars
It is in the darkness
and in deepest silence
the heart finds its voice.
It does not want to love in secret
between shadows and whispers
as clipped wings can fly no more.
Understand the language of the heart!
It doesn’t do well in anguish and woes.
Mend your broken wings
fly into the edges of the wind
and pierce through the heart of the universe,
Your soul wants to the heights soar
and listen to the echoes
of distant stars.
And you are free!
to love
to live.
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I really like the line about clipped wings not being able to fly any more and how you apply this to the heart which undoubtedly has a need to fly. I also really like how you continue this image with the mending of broken wings later in your poem. That is nice. Then you sort of segue into the soul which, like the heart, wants to soar. I did wonder how you would incorporate the title in your poem. You do it brilliantly.
Thank you Bernie. I absolutely love the fact that you don’t just read poems, you understand them. That’s the very reason you feel the need to analyse them. You can only do this when you reflect. Definitely the mind of a teacher. Are you a teacher by the way? I know you are.
Smiles😁
B
Wow for someone who comments that is one of the best things that could ever be said about a comment they had made. And you said it about me. I'm overwhelmed. Thank you so much Bernadette.
You are correct. I was, still am, a teacher. A crazy one who was a rebel and went his own way. But the kids loved me. Firm but fair. I also think I was born a teacher. You have to have it in you. I don't believe a teacher can be trained.
Sorry for going on.
Smiles back my friend. 🤗
Wow!!.....this is right where I am at!!....the more we
look inside ourselves.....the more we realize we are
ALL a part of the whole of the universal....so looking
to the stars through the heart is quite profound and
right up my alley so to speak.....meditation has taken
me here... along with NDE's and etc......Beautifully
done dear poet sister!!......ALL STARS!!.....LOVE &
ROCKETS!!......T xo : )
Thank you Tony! Your words are heartfelt. I have a deep respect for your work and for you as a Poet. Even if I don’t know you personally, I feel like I do, as if my eyes can pierce through the invisible glass, Your impressive collection speaks for you.
Stay well poet brother, may you always find your “still point” .
Warm wishes, Bernadete
You can beat an egg and a drum and a carpet and about the bush maybe .. but you just can't beat a bot of freedom can ya B .. Neville
You have a wonderful style Bernadete. This whole write to me is Solitude speaking to Soul. They say we heal in the light but I find it is the darkness that whispers in truths.
A beautiful read x
They say we heal in the light but I find it is the darkness that whispers in truths. Marion dear, you just wrote a poem. Brief, straight to the point, wonderful!
Do you want to post it?
Ah you gave me a giggle...no.lol
it's only a sentence lol...I ain't got no more to go with it...you're welcome to come up with the rest of it if you like
you're better at it than me. I'd just turn it into bitter and warp it 😁😁😆
What an uplifting poem!!