refresh the connotation
By
Isla Grier
i see you there angels
in front of my eyes
in every day sights
a clever disguise
i see you in tree tops
in winds, in the rain
i see you through joy
you see me through pain
i know you sweet angels
why change your name?
you’re the still of the morning
the heat of the flame
you’re in sons and daughters
wild hearts as they flee
like the rush of the waters
that flow to the sea
you’re the blood in my veins
the beat of my heart
i know in my soul
of this whole i am part
i see you there angels
here you are now
you’re guiding my fingers
like the plowman the plow
you are the giving
the simple, the clear
the peace of contentment
the freedom from fear
you come in through windows
the light through the glass
you are the sunset
and each blade of grass
i see you dear angels
within my plainview
i see you in laughter
where you see me too
you’re there in each heart race
in passion, in lust
In each loss embraced
as this process i trust
i love you dear angels
my life is in you
ensuring my safety
through all that I do
before birth, beyond death
within mine walk your feet
You’re every breath
and each word that I speak
you are my smile
my poetry’s peace
you’re there as my thoughts
so my thoughts never cease
in future and history
where you belong
within every victory
and sound of each song
you’re within me sweet angels
and I within you
together revealing the just and the true
like gemstones and diamonds
a love beyond time
you come through the silence
and bells when they chime
with the limbless you walk
leaving no one behind
to the deaf you can talk
and be seen by the blind
you’re the orchid that blooms
on my window sill
in the fog, though it glooms
is you’re brilliance still
you’re a spark in the darkness
the contrast between
you’re there regardless
if sometimes not seen
you I see in all
my response and my plea
you’re the chill of the fall
you’re the windward, the lee
you’re in all that i love
like the waves on the shore
you’re the clouds up above
you’re the rich and the poor
you’re the feelings of ecstasy
deep in lovers eyes
through despair you stand next to me
as my broken heart cries
i see you dear angels
in naive and wise
you’re no thing and each thing
yes, clever disguise
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