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This poem was written on my favorite word, "revelation," a word meaning "a vision" and embraces the love for my favorite sport - winterguard (the combination of flags, silks, rifles and sabers on a dance floor to recorded music as a competition!).

My World

Look and see,
Beautiful wonders,
Born of mixing colors,
A heaven-sent creation,
My revelation.
Dancing or playing,
Shaping the music,
Giving it form like a
Joyous bird's migration,
It's a revelation.
Silks spinning,
Jumping as if alive.
Making a formation,
The revelation.
Hard clack of a rifle catch,
Smacking in time,
Unbound animation,
Our revelation.
Flash of sabers,
Hilts whirl into the air,
Reflecting shimmers of light.
Not without motivation,
A revelation.
Means vision,
That's just what it is,
A vision.
Revelation!
A seeing from God,
Revelation!
Falling from the light,
It is my revelation,
My sight of hope,
Whisper of love.
Revelation.
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2 Visitor Comments

fred
like it alot
Cindy
I love this poem, I'm a guardie, and it's nice to know other people have the strong passion for it just like me!

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