Little drummer boy

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 I’ve learned at a young age
 Not to follow the crowds
 My heart was too compelling
 How could I not listen to it?
 Though I must fully admit  
 It oft took me to odd places
 That taught me, love can be  
 Terrifying until you embrace it
 Skydiving a number of times
 My faith in prayers whispered
 Just me, emptiness and God  
 All the way to lush green grass
 Long trails through mountains
 And camping along riversides  
 Far from the chaos and noise  
 Preference of smaller groups  
 Where more intimacy thrived
 As friendship formed by firelight
 My arduous search for my God  
 Who lead me into the Holy pews  
 As tears of mine found their truth
 Peace and overflowing acceptance     
 Baptized into an endless familyship
 Where those two roads diverged
 On a frosty whispery afternoon   
 I alone sojourned myself a third
 Having learnt to split the two
 Oh yes- I was created especially  
 For devoted service to… my heart
 
 
 Poet of the Light © 2020  
 Author note; 
The little drummer boy    
In the lyrics, the singer relates how, as a poor young boy, he was summoned by the Magi to the Nativity of Jesus. Without a gift for the Infant, the little drummer boy played his drum with approval from Jesus' mother, Mary, recalling, "I played my best for him" and "He smiled at me".

Published by Poet of the Light

I’m a deep visualizing poet creating particular facets, not only line by line, but even the shades and innuendo's between them; to the point that, I can get so comfortably caught up in my imaginations first imperfect draft that I sometimes just move in to stay there… rhetorical, spelling, grammar, mechanics be damn, nothing in life is that perfect. I don’t need tailor made, I need someone/something to fit well enough that it becomes fashionable for me to wear well. I don’t need to pretend to know everything and I resist pontificating those things I’m well versed in. I'm just a simple romantic at heart waiting on a perfect storm to completely sweep over me like a gentle fresh dawn. In the meantime, I write meaningful (to me) poetry from my heart and share it here. I tend to approach everyone a friend, until they demonstrate something different. I enjoy having creative exchanges with other like minds artist, writers. Thank you for reading, commenting and your visit. I appreciate all the feedback (good or bad) you care to offer. Feel free to reach out by email for private exchanges if you wish.

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