Pure Peace

Pure Peace

A Poem by BrokenPaladin

Sitting feet dangling allowing wind a caressing tickling wile passing between toes. slowly holding in dew swept on the inhale. While over seeing streams and fields of more then just beautiful marigolds, a tear enlightenment more less, sliding down, humbling thoughts immerse among waves. "Will any thing life brings be as pure as what eyes lay upon this moment?" Peering down the river moves steady yet strong. It slowly moves making large and sometimes completely new paths Yet it remains see, the bed a strong foundation and confident reminder of time well traveled. However, current moves round objects only to join water faithfully together. "But together!!" releasing the dew, " will love ever take form as this calming raging river?" Out there a current strong enough to move with a join, make new paths only to come right back together? A fawn admirably follies in fields chasing clovers teaching the doe to leap in bounds. When a new or mildly mature animals fall or miss morning catch of tummy's full, panic is slightly felt but quickly dismissed only to be self teaching making next time so much better. Gently comparing ever so lightly to love to life, can love a new or slightly mature identify mistakes wordlessly acknowledge wrong but eager hearts go back for lunch only to keep trying to swallow pride to improve hunting. Leaping, survival skills that are all but natural. Love being trail by error but never giving up being a key to tummys well filled.

© 2011 BrokenPaladin


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BrokenPaladin
BrokenPaladin

SomeWhere Near Austin, TX



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