Cycles
From a cloud
To a raindrop
A gentle dance
Walking on air
A rainbow arches
A drop displaced
Multi color hue
That fills a space
Descending downward
Upon a lake
A smile emerges
In a sunfilled sky
Morning has brokenShed in new light
This gentle raindrop
No longer in flight
Has found a heartbeat
And touches soul
Sweet jack o” lantern
You shed sweet light
In the autumn of a raindrop
You bring new life
Sweet dreams are answered
Life will go on
Raindrops have fallen
Risen in your loving arms
Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.
Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Why do they have to change things? | 0 | 07/25/2012 |
| Rejoice | 0 | 07/25/2012 |
| Ready To Walk | 0 | 10/11/2010 |
| Cycles | 0 | 10/11/2010 |
| who I am | 0 | 10/11/2010 |
| The magic of a heartbeat | 1 | 11/11/2008 |
| speak to me gently | 0 | 11/11/2008 |
| Never let go | 0 | 11/11/2008 |
| So Sweet | 0 | 11/11/2008 |
| sunshine and Rain | 1 | 11/11/2008 |
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