Delight
Peace to you I say
Freely as the sun conduct the birds singing.
Trees reach for the stars daily
I live for your delight
We chill and relax when necessary
And stand for honor and truth.
Voice linger in silent
Eyes are the souls
Peace to you I say, until we are no more
In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.
Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Shadow Boxer | 0 | 05/09/2013 |
| Delight | 0 | 04/26/2013 |
| Power | 0 | 04/19/2011 |
| Single | 0 | 04/13/2011 |
| Within | 0 | 03/22/2011 |
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