The Poetry of John Syrmis
Maleny Queensland Australia

THE RHYME OF REBIRTH
WHEN ONE UNDERSTANDS
THE POETRY OF POWER
ANTHEM
WITH GOD ON OUR SIDE
THE DREAM CREATION
OF WHAT MEANS SO MUCH
TO SING THE SAME SIMPLE SONG
ON A TUESDAY AFTERNOON
IN THE COUNTRY OR THE TOWN

AS THE FIRST LIGHT FILTERED THROUGH

The seasons sing of servitude as wisdom weaves it’s wealth
in golden threads of innocence , free of fear and stealth
and the dawn arises new beginnings and life’s reborn anew
like the springtime song the robin’s sang
as the first light filtered through

And as reflection gives the answer and true beauty tells her tale
and the road is strewn with roses there , in love’s own holy grail
there’s new horizons ever onward and new dimensions of the heart
with a timeless touch to tell tomorrow , to make a brand new start

And though the winter brings it’s birth pains and the storm clouds seldom break beyond there’s word and wonder and the path to all it takes
to make the measure in the thought , in the place of purpose prime
at a precise point for the loving touch , to bring it all to bind

as the seasons sing of servitude and wisdom weaves it’s wealth
in golden threads of innocence , free of fear and stealth
and the dawn arises new beginnings and life’s reborn anew
like the springtime song the robin’s sang
as the first light filtered through

© JOHN. A. SYRMIS.







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