A gift hidden from sight
Am present for this moment to connect
For the day which passes into night
For each touch reaches sadness
The power to heal
And bring love and acceptance.
For within its burnt sapphire realm
Rust slowly moves
And captures the forgotten dreams
Perhaps this occasion to meet
Thought and prayer
Expressed in hope
For rust never sleeps in our hearts.
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Written for Poetry Jam
* Inspired by Neil Young's album - Rust Never Sleeps.
Alan, I like the idea of rust moving slowly and capturing forgotten dreams!
ReplyDeletelet love and emotions flow
ReplyDeleteThe one place rust might be a positive ...
ReplyDeleterust never sleeps...true..we need a good oil can...
ReplyDeleteThis is a wonderful response to the prompt. I especially like the "occasion to meet thought and prayer expressed in hope". Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteRust does continue to grow...I like the call to hope in thought and prayer and keep those dreams alive.
ReplyDeleteI like this interpretation of rust! Thank you for sharing this.
ReplyDeleteI love Rust slowly moves, capturing forgotten dreams...doesn't it just. Thoughtfully penned.
ReplyDeleteAlan, a fellow Neil Young fan! :-) That was the first thing that I thought of when I read your title. Beautiful poem, I love that contrast of blue and rust too
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