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
ON A TUESDAY AFTERNOON

I have walked the streets of nothing known and breathed the poison air
as a traveller passing into light with the gift of truth to share
Now my love , a question in the night in the words of one too soon
have I played the game to play it well
on a Tuesday afternoon ?

I have wandered pathways to reprieve , with redemption in my heart
and with one thought for the absolute to make a brand new start
And my love , a message coming through as crystal as it’s clear
like a polished diamond in your hand
free of hate and fear

I have dreamt of beauty beyond compare , the things that mean so much
and I have tried , as best to earn , your tender loving touch
I have walked the walk on broken streets where the flowers never bloom
and I have swept the sky for worth of one
on a Tuesday afternoon

I have kept the faith steadfast and sure against the tide of time
and against all odds for the greater game to live by it’s design
Now my love an answer in reply , the doorway to the day
with friends surrounding in the wealth
of all there is to say

And I have followed for the cause , in resonance of the fact
all you are is all I need to give me all I lack
Now my love a season in the sun , within this silent room
I have run the gauntlet to be free
on a Tuesday afternoon .


© JOHN. A. SYRMIS.







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