PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

And when the loud clamour of life

Drowns out sensibilities,

I hear your love whisper to me -

Hear our hearts' soliloquies.



Its illuminating light -

As dawn upon a calm lake-

Reveals quiescent beauty;

Heaven from which to partake.



And I thank- bowed head, bended knee-

That Presence so close above

For this present I have unwrapped,

This great gift of you to love.