"The Green Of..."

"The Green Of..."

A Poem by Chris
"

If you have to ask - then look inside your own dreams...

"

If you have to ask - then look inside your own dreams...

"
The Green of..."

Every inch has a past and
touches the present in ways

nowhere else can.

The thoughts of every generation

seep from every stone
weep in the wail of the storms
whisper with the rustling leaves
and walk beside me with each step.

Their hearts stand near me with each pause,
touch me with each glance
as the sunlight kisses the earth

and the glow reflects so many dreams.

Tis coming home
for an instants wish
to merely gaze the distant shores

and taste the scents of dreams
once more...

Chris

© 2012 Chris


Author's Note

Chris
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This is such a beautiful tribute to those who've come before us and lit the way. Thank you. Those people behind me... they all mean so much and never have I seen that expressed in such a manner... and to know there are others who feel the same. Thank you.

Posted 12 Years Ago


No words can express..so I leave a heart softly sighing ...

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Chris
Chris

Lansing, MI



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