A Walk

I walk,
In the spring,
Raindrops soothe the soul,
Take away all the sorrow,
Wet the flowers begin to bloom,
A rainbow is a promise,
We dance to no music,
I can write a song,
But only God can make a rainbow.


I walk,
In the summer,
Looking at the bright light,
In the evening sky,
A new day is dawning,
In the darkness I can see everything,
When the sun is shining,
I can write a story,
But only God can make a sun.


I walk,
In the autumn,
The homeless tree cries,
A rush of golden leaves fall,
Died upon the breeze,
They have no graves,
I am stepping on the autumn leaves,
I can write a poem,
But only God can make a tree.


I walk,
In the winter,
The lake sings melodiously,
Splashing water definitely,
Long I stand there alone,
I throw a stone,
The shadow has gone,
I can write a flowery lyrics,
But only God can make a waterfall flows.
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Agustin Avatar
November 4, 2024 at 6:32 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
Ranaweera  Avatar
January 18, 2017 at 6:18 AM
A comprehensive picture of the four seasons. I appreciate your ability in adoring natural beauty .
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