Pure PeaceA 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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Added on January 1, 2011 Last Updated on January 1, 2011 AuthorBrokenPaladinSomeWhere Near Austin, TXAboutMy words are splattered but freedom is great for I found a place to run to and hide in more..Writing
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