speaking of joy by ~marielliott

I am the soft tickle of bubbles blown in the air
I am the wind gently billowing through each strand of your hair
I am the lucky discovery of a lone four-leaf clover
I am the ecstasy of the first kiss from a new-found lover
I am the the amazed eyes upon the first look…
Of newborn babe, straight from mommy’s nook

I am the amused, confused on a roller coaster ride
I am the quiet majestic of the ascending tide
I am sweet rain gently falling to the ground
I am the whispers of the leaves heard without  sound
I am that which comes so often; yet we don’t understand…
the blessed dawn, as sunlight blankets the land

I’m seen in the stars, shining ever so bright
I’m heard in the voices of lovers each night
I’m felt in the kiss of a rose on a nose…
and the sweet, sweet aroma of that fragrant rose

I am laughter on hindsight of not going berserk
I am a hug and fresh sheets after a long day’s work;
The sun peaking through the clouds after a pouring rain storm
The rainstorm after a drout of love transformed
I’m more valuable than all riches, and everything
I exist in the little things and what they bring

I am the sensation of a Popsicle on a hot summer’s day
I am the innocence of life and love in children’s play
I am an Angel, often found in the eyes of a girl or a boy
I am most mystical, not egotistical, yet so simplistical…
I am….. (click below for riddle answer)

The Spirit of Joy

–Yes.  I made up that word, “simplistical”  lol.  So, tell me, what brings You Joy???  I’d love to know.

Peace, Light and Love, CordieB.

This Riddle was inspired by Simply Snicker’s Poetry Prompt. This weeks words:   Angel, Amazed, and Amused.

Quote for the Day:  It’s the little things…and the joy they bring ~India Arie

supernatural bridge (red shoes) ~Rick Mobs

Rick Mobs at Mine Enemy Grows Older, who I discovered through Paisley (thanks Jodie), has invited his readers/viewers to give words to his beautiful art.  The above titled art needs no words; as it is a supernatural story in and of itself; but, since Rick has so graciously allowed us to put words to his stunning creation - here is my rendition. . . in another spiritual riddle . . .

I’ve tricked you since the days of old

Enticed by me, you’d lease your soul

If I could trade eternity . . .

You’d sell, not rent that soul to me.

I’m the most illusioned of all evil spirits

My existence holds but one egotistical merit

I bring forth false vision to the being

who can not bring himself to seeing

the wondrous beauty of the soul within

that shines like gold when love seeps in

that lasts through style and passing trends . . .

I’m the most deathly of all deadly sins!

If I could erase your lines of wear and tear

you’d trade your soul without a care

If I could make all bow to you

there’d be no limits to what you’d do

because you don’t see the beauty in creation

of what God blessed you with in relation

to all God’s creation, magenta, black, or white

I’ve tricked your vision; jaded your sight

by grace but for only a twinkle in time on earth

for God forbids his art to loose full worth . . .

in the vastness of creation’s grand eternity

Who am I?

(click below for riddle answer)

I am the deadly spirit of Vanity

~By CordieB