Saturday, June 18, 2011

Can You Hear Me?

[Baut Image: Flying to Avalon]

Can you hear me calling
Through the fogbound memories
Of Childhood;
And hiding by the carousel lights
As Christmas carols are chanted
Through cold December nights?

Can you hear me singing
On pastel mornings
In April;
While I fly my kite
Against the breeze, as you,
Sit drinking Jasmine tea?

Can you hear me running
Past the faceted mirrors
Of memory;
Casting smiles at the glistening
September sun, as you pack
A picnic lunch of forgotten dreams?

Can you hear me speaking
Of winds;
As laughter swells within
Your breast, and passes upward
Through your halo hair,
Casting reflected glints to the stars?

Can you hear the crackle
Of frostfire;
Growing on the indigo horizon,
As shifting spectrums
Glisten upon your dew dropped skin,
And bringing us together on eternities edge?

Can you hear the spheres
Of music;
Playing together in hues
Of unknown colours,
Becoming One with all that is,
And forever shall be?

Can you hear me calling?

Roger Allen Baut

2 comments:

  1. Love the imagery... the longing. Beautifully crafted.

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  2. Hi and thanks so much for your comment Reflections; sincerely appreciated and pleased you resonated to "Can You Hear me?" Roger ☺

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