from afar; I return gaze
- soul to soul we see
Debbie Razey 2014
Friday 20 June 2014
Humbled
Oh what it is to really live
To feel morning due under foot
To feel wind whisper through hair
To feel the sun kissing your skin
To be enveloped by birdsong
Oh how it feels to be alive
To taste freshly picked fruit from source
To taste the kiss of a lover
To taste words of kindred other
To bask in the light of the moon
Oh how it tastes to eat, when hungry
To see the hues of Autumn fall
To see new life take its first breath
To see love shine in another's eyes
To see someone succeed at last
Oh how life looks when you are loved
To hear the sea calling your name
To hear the laughter of children
To hear a new-born child's first cry
To hear words you so long to hear
'Blessed are those who see
beautiful things in humble places
where other people see nothing'
To feel morning due under foot
To feel wind whisper through hair
To feel the sun kissing your skin
To be enveloped by birdsong
Oh how it feels to be alive
To taste freshly picked fruit from source
To taste the kiss of a lover
To taste words of kindred other
To bask in the light of the moon
Oh how it tastes to eat, when hungry
To see the hues of Autumn fall
To see new life take its first breath
To see love shine in another's eyes
To see someone succeed at last
Oh how life looks when you are loved
To hear the sea calling your name
To hear the laughter of children
To hear a new-born child's first cry
To hear words you so long to hear
'Blessed are those who see
beautiful things in humble places
where other people see nothing'
Debbie Razey 2014
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