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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Huddled among massive rocks, at the bottom of a barren cliff, breathing in the strongest aroma of jasmines, watching hordes of seagulls hover over an abandoned ship; pensively and attentively spending peaceful times by calm river, geese see me and slowly approach me to share some of this enthralling wander! The flow of the river is constantly intriguing, sometimes slow, other times rushing in the manner of a surge, making the passing barges resemble timber floating to their unknown destination, unless the currents change and they will be crashing on the sandy blanks to dry out and decay; the same fate awaits the fowls when their bodies become old and die! Rare beauty I ravishingly behold while my attention is not swayed, the thickness of the trees won't let the eyes penetrate their wilderness beyond, only the restless ravens know their habitat and venture themselves in those woods; I am groped by their mystery, but I dare not enter into the untamed animal' world, as the woodpeckers continue making their noises to scare away any possible predators... while moans of creatures are heard: are they attacked by wild dogs, or ferocious wolves? The glow of the descending sun diminishes and a chill pervades my body, my Windbreaker is the perfect attire to wear, and not make me feel the breeze's coolness; the darker colors appearing above give indication of the arrival of a spectacular sunset, those hues change brightness, and somehow seem to vanish as clouds impose their treat... a storm wind coming, or is nature imitating our human nature to take control of destiny, to spoil my peaceful times by this calm river...shouldn't I be angered by their hostility? Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci
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