Destiny
Our hero, rest in peace legendary one
for your place is in waiting, the ends finally come.
Your existence now depleted a soul has arisen
golden gates open wide set pass by life’s freedom.
One of life’s treasures sunk to depths of a heart
an end of celebration for your spirit can depart.
A respective soldier in our hearts you will stay
fond memories fortuned, silenced by your passing everyday
Like a night of jewels expressing light beautifully
shine as I envisage your smile, for it’s a miracle to see.
May your presence blow with the wind for listeners to hear
break through the clouds as your destiny is near.
© Andrew Lockley 2008
you’re really good at conveying your feelings using imagery and senses “may your presence blow with the wind for listeners to hear”
you know how to do it and you do it really well.
i’m a big fan of your poems xx