My Lighting Ray
Well.... this was one of my early poems that had anything to do with love... Strangely at that point in time I wasn't in love. So this poem does not directly refer to anyone...
My Lighting Ray
23rd June 2005
In the midst of you alone
Run I fast a hundred fold.
‘Cause in me are seeds so sown,
Speak they of love and ventures bold.
Born am I to feel the heat.
The Mighty Giver makes his call.
You are destined for the feat,
You so pretty, you so tall.
Write not I of love so oft’.
Speak not I of persons so.
Though you think me not this sort,
Yours is here I will not go.
For go I may, but you so too.
Where you think, there shall I pray,
Where I thrive there shall you rule.
In my thrill, my lighting ray!
My Lighting Ray
23rd June 2005
In the midst of you alone
Run I fast a hundred fold.
‘Cause in me are seeds so sown,
Speak they of love and ventures bold.
Born am I to feel the heat.
The Mighty Giver makes his call.
You are destined for the feat,
You so pretty, you so tall.
Write not I of love so oft’.
Speak not I of persons so.
Though you think me not this sort,
Yours is here I will not go.
For go I may, but you so too.
Where you think, there shall I pray,
Where I thrive there shall you rule.
In my thrill, my lighting ray!
