In Pursuit of a Promise
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“Words can be twisted into any shape. Promises can be made to lull the heart and seduce the soul. In the final analysis, words mean nothing. They are labels we give things in an effort to wrap our puny little brains around their underlying natures, when ninety-nine percent of the time the totality of the reality is an entirely different beast. The wisest man is the silent one. Examine his actions. Judge him by them.”
? Karen Marie Moning
A promise should never remain silent.
In pursuit of our principal pledge -
I ponder her secret garden,
within the province of our paradise.
For her love is
an Utopian secret supernova,
shining celestially -
through a canopy of olive leaves.
Where I hope to stand motionless,
lost in her redolent radiance
so my soul searches
for the path of plum slate and
golden stepping stones, leading to her
idyllic untouched flower garden.
Admiring evocative vibrant petals,
wishing to float like a million butterflies,
breathing blissful blessings -
upon balmy bewitching blossoms
I shall surround myself in her artistry,
enchanted with her ethereal tranquility.
Love remains secure within her elusive oyster.
My ink will emulate a million subtle reflections,
until reunited with my precious opulent pearl.
Simple Musing
Silent One
31 May 2020
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