Still, the Shine

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: War and Military  |  House: Booksie Classic

Going through some old papers I found this poem, it was written by my Mother and was published by me in "The Sounds of Poetry", April/May edition, 1987; a decade after her death.
{Hay Mom, big love!}

Someone asked me who God was

And where, and how, and why;

I gently folded me in thought

And felt the stillness of the sky.

Then I walked the shore at sunset,

Near the waves and power's roar

I let the thunder deep in me

And still I longed for more.


At dusk, I found me on a hill

I noted moon and stars.

Such a wonder are the heavens;

Those twinkling lights, afar.

I knelt upon a grassy knoll,

Reached out my arms so wide

To understand a little more.

Why do they question, Why?


Who and where, and why God is?

Why grudge a slower walk?

For I've noticed that it shattered, not,

Determined souls of mind.

Deep in love's eyes still,

the shine!




Author: Gloria "Sanders" Thurmond

Written about 1970.

Also Published in "The Sounds of Poetry"

April/May, 1987

Submitted: June 04, 2021

© Copyright 2021 D. Thurmond aka JEF. All rights reserved.

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Ann Sepino

This is such a lovely poem! I love how each word was carefully selected and each line structured. It brings out the theme's meditative and theological tone. Kudos to your mom! :)

Sat, June 5th, 2021 3:22am


Thanks Ann.

Sat, June 5th, 2021 4:27pm

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