Rose Poetry

Waves of Time

Transfixed by the gaze of every wave coming in
A rhythm that time hasn’t swayed it still
How many have been here to witness your spell?
Under the watchful eye of an ocean turned magician?

Perhaps a soldier staring in the distance for an enemy
Maybe a composer being inspired the water wavering
Or two lovers suspended in awe at its great magnificence
The sea is simple in itself as it does its magic

In time and in due course we learnt to be more civilized
But little do we know that civilisations are like ocean tides
They eb and flow like sunset and sunrise
Yet here we are together, my moonlit shadow and I,

By the waves mesmerized

Michael Aquilina 06/03/2023

Herald

The earth that holds the flower doesn’t pray for the rain
Nor does it ask for the sun to come every morning again
The seas do not part ways for the whales to coming by
Nor do the mountains become hills at the adventurer’s try

The order and fashion that continue across our world
Can go unnoticed and thus without a chance to be heard
For if one can understand that even the meadows hold truth
Then why would one build a monument just to find You?

Alas the times have changed and with paintings we engage
Of the world how it once was and that holds its way
Listening to the guidance of who is chosen to be such
May he follow his conscience, for You are there

Waiting for the slightest of touch

Michael Aquilina 11.04.2023

Held

Save the moment when He speaks your name
In words or ways only a heart is able to hear
And it is not meant for the mind or the throne
For the heart is a totem, a miracle to atone

Somewhere to live by in the senses of the world
Its colours dance to the tune of their Creator
Like blooming roses in the Summer winds
Or the renewed world in heralded Spring

Simple and thorough are the thoughts of a man
He who lives in his own realm at the edge of reality
Waiting for when he hears his name spoken
It is then he knows he is not alone,

For He is always with him, as is to all that are born

Michael Aquilina 12.04.2023

Ascension

Trials and serenity in the tides of mere being
In following one’s path to a higher mode of seeing
Finding one’s nature amidst the many
As resting on this reassurance is in itself heartening

Far from the days that have lead to calamity
Even if its mere moments in infinity
I gaze in wonder from the seat of my soul
As the world unfolds in all of its lucidity

Where there was once an escape to distraction
Now lays a sense of abiding to strong action
To look forward not to a world of illusion
But one bound to reality, a scene of inclusion

Where the one find himself in the all
And the all in the one

Michael Aquilina 18.06.2023

Stillness

There is a wonder in this world
A place that is made of gold
Where no man can step into
Nor a soul can simply go

It has the colour of a diamond
The scent of a rose
The sparkle of rain
And the shine of the Sun

Let your worries be vanquished
Make peace with your past
Be still in this present moment
So you too can come here

At last

Michael Aquilina 30.06.2023

Inner World

Healing to the heart when one holds the sacred
Restful to the soul when one in light returns to be bathed
Far from the tribulations and wars of the world repeated
An inner space with no name, where the wolves are far and tame

A place where one can go with no other restriction
Without a sense of pride or extreme resolution
Somewhere without a notion of time and any another dimension
Elicited by music or solitude, a dance in suspension

Perhaps not many know of such a space to hold and see
Or they do when with a shared meal or the morning coffee
If only we could remember this time when the soul is free
To be at rest, as if in a Spring noon under an evergreen tree

With the light reaching through the branches, an ethereal sea

Michael Aquilina 05.08.2023