gold

gold

A Poem by vashappenintori

the ripples in the river are

 painted so graciously.

layer by layer contently flowing

no desire to keep up with this  fast paced world 

tranquility in the air

as God’s creatures swim,

roam, and fly

dragonflies speed with angst and purpose

and cotton balls drift with no destination

coexistence exemplifies

this golden life.

© 2020 vashappenintori


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Added on April 24, 2020
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vashappenintori
vashappenintori

Kalamazoo, MI



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