Poetry: My Life's Rhapsody

My Life's Rhapsody*

Mateo M Rotor

VII-OLCD English 7 SPCIS

As tempest blows a flower's whisper,

Love receives a curious wonder,

For when we tend to cross the mystery's sea,

We can always return to our house of ease.

As birds sing and flowers begin to bloom,

The stars shine and say "See you soon"

And as blades of grass continue to grow,

We need not much of the sorrow.

For thru the stars, sky and mountain peak,

We will always find the home we belong and seek,

This might sound like a narration,

But I assure you, this is just a lyrical affiliation.

But even as dramatic it may seem,

It wouldn't hurt to ever believe,

That no matter where we tread,

There will always be an invisible thread,

And thru that thread connects our very hearts,

Until the time our days go dark.

For when the thread ever twines,

Our friends and family will stick by our side.

So don't fret, fear, or woe,

For there will always be tomorrow.

And if you ever question your life's worth/esteem,

I only need to say one word: Believe

So remember the teachings of those you hold dear,

Because you never know when they will disappear.

And as I finish this symphonical tune,

I would say, Merci et bonjour. ~

* Rhap·so·dy - 1. an effusively enthusiastic or ecstatic expression of feeling.
"rhapsodies of praise" 2. (in ancient Greece) an epic poem, or part of it, of
a suitable length for recitation at one time.

Valley of Peace, acrylic on canvas by Mateo M Rotor