This poem is about the endless cycle of life on earth.
Lightning , rainbows, mountains, oceans, clouds What seems to be random in creation, taunts us. Dreamy, drifting, sometimes dangerous every emotion, every sense, every molecule connected. Plants, creatures, meteors, moving into forever. Seeds, stars, flowers hold impossible answers. Time, mystery, untold generations of life forms; every beautiful thing destined to return. Suzanne Delaney
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