Grace
The autumn leaves
Complete their cycle
Falling
Gliding
Among the stillness
Adding
To the peace
Of a crisp Sunday
God
Sits on a bench
Watching
Knowing
A smile
Playing
At his lips
Grace
The autumn leaves
Complete their cycle
Falling
Gliding
Among the stillness
Adding
To the peace
Of a crisp Sunday
God
Sits on a bench
Watching
Knowing
A smile
Playing
At his lips
Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.
Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.
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Title | Comments | Submitted |
Alone | 0 | 10/06/2009 |
Silence falls | 0 | 10/06/2009 |
Grace | 1 | 10/06/2009 |
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