I am But a Whisper in The Wind

I am but a Ghost writer dancing in the billowing breeze of the sweet melody of songs inked upon the pages of time..


I watched the sun setting by the indigo lake
In the dusk of bright starry night,
And the water dance ripples of love
Upon, its orange sky that painted its hue of
Orange and yellow delight!
The taste of sweet tangerines
Still upon my dry parched lips!

Frozen now in my step upon the wooden
Man-made walkway
Gazing out beyond my eyes’ view ,
I could feel myself softly stepping upon
The billowing, colorful sky’s canvas ,
Colors of autumn leaves
formed like the clay in a desert
One would expect to see there.

My God, how sweet the silence here
Hardly an insect sound all hushed now ,
By this aura created by God’s hands…
In the dawning of night,
It is here I contemplate on life
And it’s worldly things, and I realize
Money can’t buy such beauty transformed

Within God’s hands!

An artist can’t quite capture its beauty
Painted upon canvas
And a poet can’t quite convey this feeling
Of serene in just mere words…
A photograph saved forever can’t remember
This moment in time…
By the quiet cool blue water…

While she sings her song of lover’s embrace!

To have lived in this moment is to capture
within my heart and soul what pictures
And words could never paint
For the words do not ripple against
The wet embankment
And the poet can’t paint this sacred vision

Held within God’s hands…

If I could, I would place you here beside me
Gazing up into the tangerine filled night ,
And have you watched millions of ripples flowing
Sweetly towards you…
Have you heard the sweet silence falling
Upon, the stars that brightly shine as a flickering light!

And when you leave this place, you too will carry
A deep sadness
To have to leave this moment
Held within God’s loving hands!

Eva Marie Cagley©

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR Eva Marie Ann Cagley I was born and raised in Waterloo Iowa, where I spent most of my time working with teenagers in a group home and at a Juvenile Detention Center as a counselor. Working with teenagers gave me great joy, having had none of my own… I come from a large family of nine children having six brothers and two sisters. I have always had a love for poetry. It has always been a dream of mine to publish a book of my own poems. My first interest in poetry was when I was in Sixth grade English class and we were studying Robert Frost. I have always had a passion for poetry and believe it is a gift from God…It gives me great pleasure to share my poetry with others. There's little else to say about me as my poetry reflects whom I am. My beliefs, perspectives, trials and tribulations, hopes and despair, dreams of all my lives’ journeys… Given with love I leave you now with a place Where Poets Dream! You can find me on are Facebook… My group on face-book is called Lets Talk Poetry Group You can also find me on Youtube. My books: Available on Amazon Kindle & Lulu.com “Where Poets Dream” “Dancing in Heaven” “I Shall Always Think of You” “The Airwaves of My Soul” “In the Garden of My Mind” “God’s Christmas Miracle”

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