Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication,
Like the white softness of a dove’s wings.
Rich melodies derive from the heart and soul
Combined with the mind and spirit,
To bring forth trickling waters from a
Porcelain fountain carrying on top of
It a statuesque child pouring out innocence
To cleanse away torment building up
In the realms of treachery.
For dreams are created out of clay
To form a champion to free man
From perils derived by his own
New to battle out for power and
Control over another nation.
However, it is the pureness of heart
Breeding simplicity in its inner most
Beauty derived from the Holy Light.
Marching up the stairway to heaven,
The broken child finds his way back
To his true home found within the arms
Of the Lord, his true father of all father’s.
For it is there the child shall continue to
Honor his Heavenly Father by echoing
His word in song, and humble himself
Before the foot of His alter, when
Hummingbirds stop by the birdbath
To dip their beaks, wetting their pallets,
Bring forth music bursting from their
For these sweet melodies are an imitation
Of the voices belonging to the Lord’s Army
Of angels who bring forth the sunrise to
Burn up the sky with its flame, and to guide
All life on earth toward their platitudes
They are destined to reach, and command their
Own vessels sailing across the Atlantic.
Far reaching is the master of the skies
Striving to melt into every heart and soul
Dwelling in desolation, and destitution,
Building castle’s in the sky.
© Copyright, Kiki Stamatiou, 2015