Song we call life

by ben thompson   Dec 23, 2007


Strumming on the lyre, this precious song we call life.
Resistant to the discord of all evils sadness and strife.

Silken strings of mercy flow fluidly through open hands.
Beautiful sounds of creation giving compassion to understand.

Harmony's tune of living breath, melting into my soul.
Temporarily forgotten stresses of the world's heavy toll.

Breezes hum through rustling leaves born the spirit of birth and sight
Weightless now above the trees rising to take salvation's flight.

Hope rapidly soars as the lifting musical notes begin to cease.
Times passage has made me tired the Lord sends eternal relief.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Noelle Wright

    Hello Ben,

    I find this poem very peaceful. I like it ALOT!

    5/5

    Noelle Wright

  • 16 years ago

    by David

    Love the title. and gosh your word choice is so different to anyone else i know. unique-ness i say. well done and great poem!

    5/5 David

  • 16 years ago

    by Cindy

    What a beautiful piece you have penned.

    Harmony's tune of living breath, melting into my soul.
    Temporarily forgotten stresses of the world's heavy toll.

    This stanza really touched my heart. How nice it would be to forget the heavy tolls of life.
    ~Bravo~
    Love Mom

  • 16 years ago

    by ben thompson

    I thank you for your kind words, I think highly of your works also. all the best wishes this christmas season. ben thompson

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