Elements of Ilight

                                                              Elements of Light

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                                                                                                                      BY: Keith H. Seymour

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                                                  Twilight is the Existence of Hope.

                                                  Sunlight is the Presence of Love.

                                                 Dusk is the Transition from Love to Darkness.

                                                Darkness is the Presence of nothing but

                                                Fear, Ignorance, and Hate... Falsely...

                                               Existing as the one and only entity

                                                                    of Truth

Thw Unexpected and unexplained Gift

THE UNEXPECTED AND UNEXPLAINED GIFT
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Why was I given this Unexpected Gift
of experiencing these ancient islands
and this beautiful blue-grey sea,
that flows into some ... beautiful Philippine bay?
Included in this aesthetic experience,
I notice that there are
flowing above this floating sea,
clouds of pure white mixed with some distant... forlorn grey.
When combined with...
A beautiful but disappearing sunset horizon,
they seem to successfully and aesthetically create
a forefront and backdrop that so easily labours together.
A simple but beautiful labor created and perpetuated
so that my eyes... and my soul may be fortunate enough
to... partake of this loudly serene... Asian Sea.

Oh how I long to be part of those distant islands
that now seem almost hidden
among some mystical haze.
These sights, these feelings...they are my privilege.
They are an undeserved gift given by some unseen being,
that is of some higher and far more exalted existence
than I.

For, surely no mere mortal
could possibly own or freely obtain
such a right, as to partake of
such a perfectly created beauty.
A beauty that is normally reserved
for
those residing in...
a more celestial place.
What type of being
would bother to create
for this earthly domain such beauty and grace?













THE UNEXPECTED AND UNEXPLAINED GIFT
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What anonymous benefactor
would extend
such an extravagance to mere mortals-like me?
This unseen benefactor asks nothing
material value from me.
No monetary promissory note of debt
is or will be accepted from me.
The only collateral that I am required to give,
is to truly and honestly
Respect, Honor, Care for, and enjoy
"these" most glorious women-
these beautiful Philippine Islands,
and this glorious... Asian Sea.
I will always treasure
this
unexpected and unexplained gift
That has been so lovingly, freely, and graciously
given
to me.

Serenity

Serenity
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I sat beside the ocean,
and looked upon a place
of God’s creation that is…
So “perfectly” glorious to me!
A wonderful- the sunset ocean.
A calming image
of solid sandy specks of land,
and an exciting fluid mass of water,
Uniting,
In a marriage of
Serenity.

As the colours of dusk shone upon
the new grayish ocean,
I know that their warmth
benefitted all of the sea’s inhabitant’s.
It was just then that I noticed:
The stillness of the land…
The silent ripple of the now peaceful sea.
Causing me to believe:
“that God had stopped time
Just for me.”

As the sun and light
later began to completely fall,
the quietness of the ocean’s being
spoke volumes to my spirit.
A spirit that…overflows
as I am permitted to humbly adore
the grace and beauty
of the most
glorious, exciting, and mysterious female of all.

I will always love my ocean,
and she will always be precious to me.
Whether blue by day,
or deep black by night.
Whether she is brightened by the sun,
or a host of stars
her beauty will always be
“My very own”
Serenity.

Keith H.Seymour, is a freelance writer, poet, journalist . media consultant, current living in Columbia, South carolina. he is available for poetry readings, classes, (including tutoring), and classroom appearances. If interested in finding out more, he may be conacted at 803-960-875 (cell phone) or at keithhseymour@bellsouth.net