In the Promised Land
4 January 2017
Lend me hand
Harken to my rhyme
Pantomime
Quick to grime
Restless gimmicks sleek to mime
Twisted message brand
Love demand
Forbid murky slime
Sink the crime
Split the dime
From the forests mellow clime
The fruits of the hand
Fear disband
Within Sands of Time
Glowing thyme
Hearts that chime
Orchards growing neem and lime
In the promised land
Reading of the poem:
Lady of the Lake – Peter Sterling
The Sands of Time – Peter Sterling
Promised Land – Peter Sterling
Your emblem of love
3 September 2015
Time had passed slowly
From very first encounter
When seven skies burst
The veils dropped off us
As soul welcomed healing light
That surged through our eyes
Your faceless presence
Immaterial solid
That in my heart swells
So material
Your glowing hands on my skin
Build energy slides
Seven times we loved
Neither more nor less we could
As numbers would brand
The night’s dreams waned soft
The mist announced your return
I hastened to you
The birds will fly free
Celebrating our embrace
That closes a stage
Your emblem of Love
Rose from magical senses
And flooded us Truth
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