Friday, October 15, 2010


You walk, the ground dares not tremble
touching your feet.
You move, the winds chant hymns blissful
sweeping paths in motions artful
purifying through sweet song beats.
You rise from the graces in life
like Phoenix after his defeat
awash in strife
ascends complete.

Copyright 2010 JO Janoski


  1. Love this piece Jo, a favorite of mine. Short sweet and says it all! Are you enjoying Fall, cold tonight, heat keeps kickin on! Stay warm and healthy!! :)

  2. Great post as always. Sorry O have not visited your blog in while.