©2012 Elizabeth Jean Enterline
©2016 Rose Enterline Williams
©2016 Rose Enterline Williams
©201 Linda Lee Crumley
©2019 Rose Enterline Williams
O vertures and anthems wait in silent arrest of black night.
The leading lady by spotlight sings to her white knight.
D estined to be a force for a prince in favor of good,
She has powers and privileges often misunderstood.
E verything sound makes sense at the end of all time,
Till that day, we chase little foxes, guarding our vine.
T emptation begs us to look back, but God's gentle voice
Lays it out, like a candle, revealed is our next choice.
O ver time, the proof sets in, what she has done to me,
And what we create by God's grace, it is for all to see.
S he can bend back the iron curtain of an opaque reality,
Severed are threads and puppet strings over humanity.
H anded over on a silver platter, a golden fleece of fantasy,
Completing the saga, a conquest for the ages given to me.
A nd now, as we wander further into the future, her learning
Translates to teaching by a calm following of my turning.
R eaching for a leader, I must be what God wills for me.
The footsteps of this woman at my side can revive me.
O nly now to find a way to offer more than a hidden love,
And to inscribe a word of favor, as to flight takes a dove.
N ow written on the clouds is a poem of love and laid plans.
She takes me in, like a move from a chess master's hands.
R esidence made in heaven, tarrying now on earth. More
Souls to inspire, she spells it out, loving is not a chore.
O ffering light to the lost, she obeys the gospel`s pleading.
This poet puts words to use, for it is Sharon Rose reading.
S ince chance moments spent together, we knew more than
Anything passing, was starting. And so, I am a blessed man.
E ventually, we would be at each other`s sides, a comfort in
A world needing love not grown cold. Let our story begin.
Love, James
©2011 James Patrick Williams
Love, James
©2011 James Patrick Williams