No Man Knows

I'm a garden, a temple;
I ring my own bell
I'm aurora of the morning
And know no dark hells

I'm the call of the wild
The sum of all fears
The laughter of yesterday
Unshed future tears

I'm a voiceless spirit
In the labyrinth of time
I'm all sin and all merit
God's earthly mime

I'm a myth and a rumor,
Left afloat on the ocean
Half valor, half guilt
With unruly devotion

I'm a ghostly encounter
And a forgotten spell
Three fourths water, and matches-
And what else, none can tell.

Pendemic
Love this piece, it flows beautifully and tells all with such clarity.

Jaded
i love this......says much about who you are as a person and written with the poetic voice of heaven. looking forward to reading more of your work.

stephen
always a pleasure to read your poems. insight,flow, words and thought.

Keith Robinson
Among your esoteric best! With rhymeage!

Fay Slimm
So glad to have caught this inventive addition to your excellent work Patti - - it is as fresh as mountain streams.

Sandra Martyres
I agree with Paddy...you are all that and much much more.love Sandra

carol
very beautiful

sonetta
an enigma for sure...

Leslie Alexis
beautiful lady p.

ritz_guns
Exceptional write....

yelena
A perfect fresh rhyme from you is just what I needed these days. :)Thanks so much for writing and sharing it,Patti. Every time I read your poetry, I have a feeling of recollecting something ancient, something that humanity lacks at present times. But thanks to you, we are all able to hold on to that mysterious wisdom....:)