By Mihran Kalaydjian, CHA
Consultant, Strategist, and Writer
When I have fears that I may cease to be
Before my pen has glean’d my teeming brain,
Before high-piled books, in charactery,
Hold like rich garners the full ripen’d grain;
When I behold, upon the night’s starr’d face,
Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,
And think that I may never live to trace
Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance;
And when I feel, fair creature of an hour,
That I shall never look upon thee more,
Never have relish in the faery power
Of unreflecting love;–then on the shore
Of the wide world I stand alone, and think
Till love and fame to nothingness do sink.
I love the feel of this, almost as if it were written quite long ago. It’s quite lovely.
wow – Thank you – my made my day and with smile and let my melody shine for me:) THANK YOU AGAIN! This means a lot to me, I am in good hopes to exchange like each other blogs / post. May your day shine:)
I have reblogged this on my site http://rachelsvendsen.com I hope you don’t mind. 🙂
Good Afternoon Rachel – I am honored and privileged of you re-blog my post, Thank you, it means a lot to me. I wish you good health, happiness and success. May God lighten every step.
Respectfully;
Miran
Yes, I read this poem on @Rsvendsen07 site and loved the ‘old world’ feel about it. The poem has so many layers – congratulations. Now, I shall seek and enjoy more of your words.
Good Afternoon Frances – Hope this message finds you well and in good health – I thank you from my bottom of my heart, your words filled my eyes with tears. May God Bless you and I look forward to hearing from you and enjoy reading both our blogs and post. Wishing you a wonderful week.
Miran