What it is, to inspire,
reaching up to the skies,
powerful spear structure,
beautifully starred spire?
What does out of this arise,
tis not a guise,
but sublime allure,
sovereign rise?
What gives to assure,
speaking words wise,
there is a cure,
lofty aims for sure?
What it is to infuse,
gazing soul's eyes,
golden azure,
hearts and minds fuse?
by
Quirina Roode-Gutzmer
21 July 2009
Beautiful poem and an inspiring theme.
ReplyDeleteWith this poem Quirina succeeds to visualize in words the dimensions of inspiration. Even the hardship is written on light feet.
Inspiration is the child of love and love gives birth to inspiration. It's the oxygin for our life.
Reason why I named my small company Insperience.