Mommy what’s up there just past the gate
It’s a land that no one has ever seen
I hear it’s splendor and gold and things
Daddy what’s up there unseen beyond the gate
It’s a land where beauty and mirth flow
There are things you never will see not until you are grown
Sister please tell me what is on the path past the gate
I’ve heard it never ever ends
there are animals and pools and lots and lots of bends
Brother tell me what is past the bend beyond the gate
They say there are unimaginable things
the water sings and they all have wings
Grandmother what is past the waters beyond the gate
honey it wont be too long til I will see
just wait a spell and you will sing and play there with me
Grandfather what is past where we sing and play beyond the gate
grandchild there is a world where no one hates
for my family I patiently wait just beyond the gate
Photograph “Gate to emptiness” L. Moon copyright 2012
The poem has almost a fable tone to it…love the voice you used in the poem.
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Lovely music in the words … well written !!!
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another friend said there is a song in there
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interesting what you have done with the photo. the poet makes me think even after I finish reading the words.
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I agree very lyrical tone to this poem. It is very inspiring. I thought this blog post deserved The Very Inspiring Blogger Award:
http://callsignwreckingcrew.blogspot.com/2012/09/very-inspiring-blogger-award.html
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