Wednesday, 16 January 2013

Eighth wonder of my world

There are wondrous things
Spread all over
In this world we live
Just waiting for us to behold

Ancient civilisations
Natural formations
And the wonders of
Human achievements

But for me
More than the rest
There's a purer wonder
Here for us to enjoy

It's creation itself
Life and the universe
The sun, sea. Birth, life
And most of all - Love

Xxxxxx

Written for Ella on her last wonder Wednesday at Poets United.

15 comments:

Vaishali Jain said...

Love, indeed, is a wonder, Emma. It has so many attributes attached to itself.

Libby Meador said...

Agreed. Our mini-creations are not as wondrous as creation itself.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

This is the way I feel, too - the world is full of wonders, large and small - a kazillion miracles........I so resonate with your poem!

Ella said...

Yes, this is wonderful and so true!
Thank you Emma for going there ;D

Kim Nelson said...

Amen! Nothing outdoes love!

Emma Major said...

it certainly does, thanks for visiting

Emma Major said...

absolutely true

Emma Major said...

I love that, there's a poem in a kazillion miracles

Emma Major said...

thanks for inspiring

Emma Major said...

absolutely nothing

rch said...

So true, the earth and all it contains are endless sources of wonder, your poem is extremely uplifting.

J Cosmo Newbery said...

Snap! That's sort of the line I took. I didn't peek. Promise.

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

Oh. I agree with you too!

Sharp Little Pencil said...

My first time here, thanks to Poets United and dear Ella. Mine was also linked to Jasmine Calyx's list of words at her site...

You took hold of the real wonder in the world, polished it, made it shine like the noonday sun. LOVE. Yeah, you've got it goin' on. Thanks so much! Amy
http://sharplittlepencil.com/2013/01/17/family-affair-jazz-session/

Sreejit Poole said...

beautiful