Colours Of Love Poem by Divya Macsuedon

From the lofty perch where eagles dare.
Would I care to divulge what thoughts and share?
The white water rapids from the emerald tide.
The azure sky with it's spread so wide.
Broken is silence with the proud bird's cry.
I'm here, I'm  here, where emotions soar high.

Care to sit by my side and contemplate a bit?
How it's all so simple, what you thought wasn't mild.

Many seek this environ to prove a point.
Seekers, mountaineers- or to forget in hindsight.
You're welcome to take a ringside view,
Forget where you come from and look at life anew.

You're  facing the pasture where the Pandavas sought rest,
And in such environs let the mundane rest.
Let anger-disdain down the rapids flow.
It's time to let the bygones go.
Forgiveness here is the balm from above.
One must make a path and move or let go.

Not mere ideals or high flown talk.
When you are at this vantage you want to forget.
The strife, the pride, in a POSSESSION or two.
Does it really matter, when the heart knows it's untrue?

Spread your arms and embrace the dizzy heights.
It's time to take charge of this
undulating  life.
Let the sound reverbrate-Iam; what I claim!

You'll feel the adrenalin rushing as the mind breathes free.
No complaints or retribution now hold the key.
Let it echo-"I'm the maker, of my own destiny."
The purples, the crimsons, golden hues et al.
Yours the colours from dusk to dawn!

So easy the weaving when the soul's set free.
Ah! The weaver is, Only You, of this tapestry!
Stand back and gaze at your creativity.
No name, fame or who's who.
Mirthful faces now at level with You!

It was always love imploring thee.
Reach out, take one hand, I implore thee.
A friend, a soulmate. Do you really need a long row?
Solace, you  were seeking in hues too grey.
Till your aspersions from the mountain blew away.
For one has always risen above.
When woven is life with 'Colours of Love'.