Black Poetry : Gabriels' Horn Blowing

[UL820]

Sound creeps into sleep
Awakening memory tears,
my fears. Slowly interrupts
like erupting volcanoe
Then rumbles a rumba
of rapture. In biblical
promise of epic portion.
Of blown open windows
by good overflowing.
Coming surely like thunder
announcing rains renezous
with dark-eyed clouds.
Welding wetting and roaring
into a nourishing raiment.
Cleansing,renewing,raising
after humbling,firing Son/sun
seek.Endowing uplifted and
causing up looking.Truly
thankful for having heard
Gabriels' Horn Blowing

 

[$$RICH$$]

lowin' tunes in my ear

lt da horn sing
again and again

com'on poet write dem wordz

 

[msluciousb]

Re: lowin' tunes in my ear

Originally posted by $$RICH$$
lt da horn sing
again and again

com'on poet write dem wordz

This poem resonates spiritual longing, a thirst yet to be quenched, a gentle fire burning brightly!