PatienceA Poem by Poeticpierssonnet in tetrameter
Patience
Each stalactite and stalagmite
is growing slowly drop by drop.
Invisibly to human sight.
A process which will never stop.
When they meet eventually
They will form a column of stone
at which we gaze wonderingly.
Throughout long ages it has grown.
The wonders nature can produce
are greater than the works of man
Which in their pride mankind must choose
to understand as best they can.
The secrets Mother Nature knows
producing stone that slowly grows.
11-Mar-08
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2 Reviews Added on March 12, 2008 AuthorPoeticpiersNear Durham city UK, United KingdomAbout72years, young married. Ex police officer Ex social worker. interests Reading and writing poetry Painting and drawing in coloured pencil avid reader,sci fi fantasy crime. comparitive religion and esp... more..Writing
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