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True Love Forever yours

People searching
High and low
Looking many places
searching trying to find
True Love of the Perfect kind

Bonding hearts
Forever relationships
Love tis between two
Within Me and YOU
Treasures.. Forever.. 

As many still Searching 
through out time
in many places
among many faces
searching for that special someone
wondering who would it be
that beholds such True love 
who behold tis Key.. for thee....

As time passes by.. 
Finding Love to behold
In hopes stays forever 
within hearts.. of two
even when time grows old...

Searching among this earthly world
heads spinning.. as hearts throbbing
compassion.. desires
hearts on-fire.. full of attraction.. 
in hopes to find 
True Love of perfect kind
But yet.. tis always been 
just before your eyes 
this whole time...

Many never know..
But Think where does Love grow?
Who beholds Love and Truth?
Who is the Maker of Love???
Yes.. God Above.. 
You need not search no more
For True Love of Perfect kind
Is Only found With Our Lord
Our Savior Jesus Christ..

Glorious True Love Forever
The Perfect kind
Undying Love 
Never leaves you..
Always takes care of you...
Gives Abundantly.. 
Blessings and beyond...

Come to Jesus
Receive Truest Love
God's Greatest Gift
True Love is given.. Perfect Love
Unconditionally Just for you .. and me
For everyone.. 

Come to Our Heavenly Father's Son
Receive His Love that is True.. 
God's Love is True 
Was- Is- Always the same


Copyright © Star Light | Year Posted 2013


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Heart Strings

Forever Heart Strings
As time passes by..
You pull a string..
That makes my heart fly...

Smile.. you do have a way
To Brighten up things
With you magical moments
Treasures hearts bring...

As each time we seem to meet
here on line.. tis rather sweet
Pulling and toughing 
On my Heart strings..

Your Charming ways...
You make my heart sing..
Tis be.. Wonders of..
As God's Blessings to be

Truth always to behold
God's Love... 
Eternity... 

Pray many Come to Jesus
Beholding God's Undying Love




Copyright © Star Light | Year Posted 2013


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Grains of Sand

  
   
Through the hourglass, I watch the sand - grainy, smooth dull, polished, none the same - intricately created yet with simplicity… Through the hourglass, observing motion, becoming more aware of days and nights weaved. Like a looking glass, reflections of my finite time, I watch the sands, the sands watch me - flowing ever faster, falling gracefully. All things come and go as time passes by, a choir of many songs ever changing choreography, spiraling to what seems like an end but only coming to new beginnings. Through the hourglass, I witness the unseen, crystal clear glass pristine - sparkling, ageless, distinctive, and the beauty of the shape filling out in curves like life itself like love… Through the hourglass, my eyes widen to take a closer look at single grains of sand, blended shapes and sizes conforming… miniscule differences, colors and textures, each grain a small treasure. I cannot help finding parallels between the grains of sand and human kind All created in God’s image yet unique, seemingly compatible, complex and beautiful, even more so when together.


Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2015


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''Broken Wings''



Bird in a guilded cage, a broken heart, a solitary soul
Road less travelled, a soul full of longing, my heart bleeds
On a wing and a prayer, my heart is a lonely hunter, a weary soul
    
    Kiss the rose, look into my eyes
    Endless words, my heart laid bare
    No man is an island, tears fall like rain

        Words that were left unspoken, over and over again

It's never too late to change, wish upon a star
Near and dear to my heart, when all is said and done
Give it a whirl, as time passes by, my soul is weeping, weeping

    Stop and smell the roses, till the end of time


______________________________
May 9, 2015


Verse/Cliches



    



Copyright © Dear Heart a.k.a. Broken Wings | Year Posted 2015


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My Little Girl - But That's Just Me

When I see the sun shine it reminds me of you!
Of all the things we used to do.
You’d wiggle and giggle and put on a smile.
You’d run and play then rest for a while.
I’d see you sleeping; you were so full of peace.
You were mine and I love you, No longer a niece.
 
My little girl…
 
You’d run and you’d climb and then play pretend,
All through the day, seemed it never would end…
Each day was a joy and each night was too!
Seemed you never ran out of things to do.
A cat a bunny a bird or a fish,
You’d watch for a time and I’d make a wish!
I’d wish for the joy the love and good time,
To go on forever but you’d grow like a vine…
 
My little girl…
 
I know things change as time passes by…
I’m getting older and try not to cry…
 
But that’s just me…
 
My eyes fade a little more each day,
My body aches in many a way…
My hair not its color is fading to gray.
Is that okay?
 
But that’s just me…
 
When the time comes for me to depart,
I’d want the world to know,
I lived, I loved, I laughed, I cried,
I gave my life for my little girl,
And then I died…
 
But… that’s… just… me…


Copyright © Pernell Rodocker | Year Posted 2014


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Letting Go

How do you know when it's time to let go?
Should you call it a day, with nothing to show?
The love that you felt is still burning within.
Its flame flickers brightly, not wanting to end.

When only one heart is feeling that glow
You know that in time the other will go...
For no matter how much or how deeply you care,
You can't force a heart to stay with you there.

There…in that place where a fairy tale dwells,
Where fairy godmothers still cast lovers' spells,
Once upon a time two hearts were as one
And the love deep inside shone as bright as the sun.

But as time passes by, it seems some things change,
What once seemed so beautiful now seems so strange!
One moment you look in his eyes and you see,
Happily ever after is not meant to be.

What is it that makes only one heart feel love?
You look for the answer from God up above.
You hope against hope that an answer you'll hear,
But no answer is coming, just sadness and fear.

A part of you already knows it's the end,
But your heart and your mind just don't comprehend
How something so wonderful just fades away,
Like the colors of sunset in each passing day.

The dawn of each day brought a smile to my face,
By waking each morn to my lover's embrace.
Our two hearts once hoped that true love had begun,
But what good is love that is just felt by one?

Would I want him to stay with me, though in the end
He'd never be happy, you can't just pretend
To love someone when the feeling's not there.
So the answer is NO; and you try to prepare

For what you now know is going to be…
Sooner or later you must set him free.
You try to hold on to the love that you knew
But it slips through your fingers, so what can you do?

They say there are some things just not meant to be,
And in time we will know what our hearts couldn't see.
You beg, you plead, you curse, then… you cry.
But the only real answer is always GOODBYE. 


Copyright © Cathy Martin | Year Posted 2011


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REGRETS AND RESENTMENT

as time passes by;
like word born on the streets,
you never knew hard,
till it hits you deep within.
even if there is pain without the tears,
it doesn't mean it's any less of a struggle to forget.
hard aches on heartaches,
resentment is hard to leave by when the regret is there.
sublime tears that echoes and tears you up inside,
meanwhile, I try not to stray from my true nature!!!
vibration of a cry that is not too well played out;
pound per pound,
restless beatings of my chest,
leaves a residue of unsound sorrow that marks the epitamy of being alone,
which is never too easy.
like a melody that is deaf with tone,
cheating destiny has no future in it.
I am forever standing still in the sands of time,
like time has made me a mark of inequities.
no right direction to go from where I'm left off;
but just to look for the easiest way out!
still doesn't justify the reason of my situation.
out of the mourning dew:
I try to stay awake........
still, I miss missing the way we are!!!


Copyright © Donn Ronquillo | Year Posted 2013


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my ode to Philippine friends

Young and full of life you write
Words of trials and love.
Wanting all too see 
Those words hid inside.
Encourage I have
To make you see 
Who you could be.

We are so for away 
So we wrote away
In greatful encouraging way
Not to sway
Into harms way
But to show our love.

Dark hair and eyes
That glimmer shines
Just like your writes
As time passes by.


Copyright © Michael Byte | Year Posted 2014


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the wedding

The wedding

His feet planted firmly on the floor as out the front of the crowd he waits,
Pangs of nervous anticipation cling to him like iron weights.
Lonely in a crowd, he feels, as he gazes out across the room,
The culmination of a love affair begins to thread its final, golden loom.

Not long now until he sees her elegantly, sweep down the isle,
Possessed with a swan like grace, she makes his heart servile.
The enormity of impending marriage punctures through his soul,
Where two become one, loves fulfilling, ultimate goal.

With vivid clarity his thoughts are cast to the day that they met,
Spied her beauty in a crowded room, loves appetite was wet.
A courtship spawned their romance bloomed, somehow they would know,
That a friendship was formed, a special bond  into love would grow.

As she walks down the isle, smiling brightly her face a radiant bloom,
Assured by his confidence, the man she loves fills the room.
She whispers to her father, saying, “I know this is right”
Shares a smile with her mother, she looks beautiful in white.

From the day of wedlock you will never ever be alone,
Whatever life brings, wherever you are your spouse is your home.
Many have passed through this gate it times past,
Be ever watchful and to good marriage advice hold fast.

As time passes by the memory of this day will wax old,
You just have to be strong and make sure love never grows cold.
It would be foolish to believe in a fairytale love affair,
Love has to be worked for with commitment and care.

Marriage is the gift that each of you chose,
A gift highly valued, like a crimson red rose.
Live every day of your life with God as your guide,
Always give more than your groom or your bride.


Copyright © old man emu | Year Posted 2016


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missing you

my heart is drowning and i can not swim, 
i do not know where to begin,
all the things the were said and done, 
wish i know just what went wrong,
i am comfused and also in pain, 
dont think my heart will mend again,
thinking of the smiles we had, 
i never thought that things were bad.
looking back on the day we met, 
i always wanted to be your pet,
now the time as came along 
and end of the day has been drawn,
wishing time has come and gone, 
all my life a will be alone,
with the sadness floating around, 
i really want to be in the ground
but as time passes by, 
i will always look into the sky. 
seeing the kids growing old, 
this in life i will hold
it keeps you going through thick and thin, 
and a new day will begin,
so dont let go for what you have, 
as the next day may be your last,
keep on smiling and tap your feet, 
as you never know who you will meet,
it may be a friend or a loved one to, 
and i pray this never hapens to you,,,
but if it does your not alone, 
there were many thats be on that thrown, 
so just remember your heart is trong, 
and life will sing as it goes on, 
so keep your chin up and do not cry
am sure in the end we will get by,,,


Copyright © davy young | Year Posted 2011


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Questions

Deeper than a feeling a question resonates within.
The thought of where the start of self sacrificing 
all begins.

From the heart, where all parts of love is shown?
From the mind, where thoughtfulness is grown?
From the touch, we share each and every day?
From the passion, we share in love, work or play?

Growing ever tired, old and now slow as time passes by
this question I need an answer for.
Did anyone ever achieve from it and could have I given
more?



Copyright © Sharon Gulley | Year Posted 2016


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Whatever happens happens for good

Nothing to dishearten if things go astray
Not get scared if your life is in disarray
It gets better and better as time passes by
Many such trials are bound to fade away.

Facing the unpleasant without any dismay
Is the best way to get through the tragedy?
Things fall in places surely and positively
This then offers no reason to worry truly.

Remember change as nature’s philosophy
Nothing remains in life as a true constancy
Fear no more of any impending eventuality
That surely pushes one ahead sans timidity.

Do not be worried by happenings unpleasant
Believe the maxim that nothing is permanent
He only gains surely who can stand and wait
With a firm trust in the above captioned tenet.

Happenings are unavoidable and inescapable
Brooding over them makes one vulnerable
To despondency which is indeed deplorable
Action with serenity is vital which is laudable.

All said and done, know that destiny operates
We are but tools used by a mighty controller
HE plans in great wisdom the chain of events
HE makes things happen that happen for good. 


Copyright © Ramesh Deshpande | Year Posted 2013


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Nemora Sacra - Sacred Forests

Many forms of life populates
this watery planet where much
of it still remains to be found.
Trees as tall as buildings, flowers
that catch the essence of beauty,
animals of the strangest form that
they defy belief and plants that
have the ability to heal all wounds.
Still much of this life remains
locked up in forests that are larger
than the eye can see.
Sadly man is scarring the land with
destruction thus life is either
depleted or lost entirely only
to become a fairy-tale of what
could have been. 
These sacred forests are home
to all sorts of life regardless
of how small but still man decides
to take what it wants forgetting
the laws of life – you take without
thinking and consequences will arise.
Someday these sacred forests will be
gone only leaving a barren landscape
where beauty does not exist.
But beauty is resilient for land
never remains barren for long
for life is ever healing the
scars that man creates but sadly
once a life form has gone it has
no way of coming back for man
has erased its being from this
watery planet but still seeds
are spread by the wind, water 
and carried by life itself to
almost every part of the land that
has become our home.
As time passes by sacred forests
sprout once more and life once
again secretly evolves providing
man with another chance to change
its ways.


Copyright © Leighann Anderson | Year Posted 2011


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Mothers Time Machine

 
She lays you down in bed
As you start to fall asleep
She stares at your face
While you start to dream
She rubs your head
In the motion of a stream,
As you finally dose
She looks at your eyes
You are now on an adventure
Searching in the skies.
The woman I speak of
Is also called mom
She makes sure you are happy
From dusk until dawn
She never gets mad
Over a mess of your toys
She doesn’t overact
When you make a lot of noise
The clock spins around
As time passes by
This young baby girl
Is now in Junior High,
More independent she stands
At this time in her life
She is starting to figure out
What’s wrong and what’s right
Although this is true
Her mother is still there
To comfort her in need
And stroke at her hair
The clock jumps again
To when the girl is eighteen
By this time in life
It is the world she has seen
Starting to pay bills
And live a bit free
Her mom is still there
Standing a bit back
But showing she still cares,
A few months pass
While the girl must engage
Not meaning a wedding
But walking a stage
This young adult
Is going to finish cool
As she grabs her diploma
And graduates high school
She feels so happy
To hold it in her hand
But way deep inside
This girl cannot hide
She know she would not be here
Without her mom by her side
She runs up to hug her
While down fall the tears
The clock has now skipped
A few more years
This girl is now twenty
Almost twenty-one
By the time her mom reads this
School will be done
The girls name is Brandi
I’m not talking about wine
The great name above
Is actually mine
My mom is my power
She keeps my head strong
She backs me up
Even when I’m in the wrong
Her name is Cindy
But I call her mom
This poem is for her
Because she is the bomb
 
The Poem was written by,
Brandi Nichole Hodgson
 
 


Copyright © Brandi Hodgson | Year Posted 2016


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To Take Notice

To Take Notice


When we see the moon light up at midday
we look up and take notice 
for it stands out as being different
for the day before it appeared as the sun went down
so we did not notice 
just seeing things as everyday motions
while many never take time to look up
to see any of the beauty surrounding 
how everyday is created and a blessing to view
This is how the holy spirit shall work
when one shall call upon Jesus 
asking for forgiveness and guidance
knowing they need Jesus more than anything
then some will  stop and look at you
trying to figure out what it is they see different
not being the same person as the day before
the blinds over the eyes will be lifted
then to be  molded and guided 
to a new creation
as the moon lit up at midday
watching as  time passes  by
 it gets brighter and brighter
giving a light to the dark world
therefore we shall be called out 
to give light 
to the dark world



Copyright © Stephan McBride | Year Posted 2011


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No one to kiss

My lips ache for honey
my soul is full of pity.
I have soared in envy
to find someone lovely
so at midnight chime
a kiss to share.
To no avail all alone
as time passes by.
I gaze upon the sky
wondering who could be
the one for me. 
My days are grey
and cold all alone
in search for that one.
To stand under miseltoe
or be all alone
with that one
and kiss those lips of honey.




Copyright © Michael Byte | Year Posted 2013


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The Dread Clock

The clock ticks away
ever so slowly.
Weeping in impatient silence
thinking of the far future.
Tainting your heart with waiting dread.
The clock zooms by
its face mocking,
the fun times shinning.
Watching as it ticks away
Filling, once again, your heart with dread
Ticking as we wait
so slow, ever so slow.
Passing as we pray
"slow down for a time,
let me live these moments." we say
The clock continues to
to zoom on by,
filling our hearts for a final time
with quaking dread.
Mocking all that goes by
is the clock.
As time passes by.


Copyright © Abby Petrie | Year Posted 2010


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HEART SINKING

my heart is drowning and i can not swim, 
i do not know where to begin,
all the things the were said and done, 
wish i know just what went wrong,
i am confused and also in pain, 
dont think my heart will mend again,
thinking of the smiles we had, 
i never thought that things were bad.
looking back on the day we met, 
i always wanted to be your pet,
now the time as came along 
and end of the day has been drawn,
wishing time has come and gone, 
all my life a will be alone,
with the sadness floating around, 
i really want to be in the ground
but as time passes by, 
i will always look into the sky. 
seeing the kids growing old, 
this in life i will hold
it keeps you going through thick and thin, 
and a new day will begin,
so dont let go for what you have, 
as the next day may be your last,
keep on smiling and tap your feet, 
as you never know who you will meet,
it may be a friend or a loved one to, 
and i pray this never happens to you,,,
but if it does your not alone, 
there were many thats be on that thrown, 
so just remember your heart is strong, 
and life will sing as it goes on, 
so keep your chin up and do not cry
am sure in the end we will get by,,,


Copyright © davy young | Year Posted 2011


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Lies.*

Words can't describe what's occuring in her mind,
The lies, and unfaithfulness drowning in the tears of her eyes.

She's in too deep the ocean of deceit,
Someone is needed to make her life complete.

When he left she found herself overwhelmed with cries,
And she decided to take part in a series of lies.

Is there a second chance for this grieving soul?
As time passes by, recovering is her only goal.

Although time is passing, the memories stay fresh in her head,
How will she take it when she finds out that he's dead?


Copyright © Mariam Korea | Year Posted 2010


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Life in an Hourglass

When you start out you look about at sand grains quite a few, 
There’s so much sand that you can stand to lose a grain or two. 

After a time you feel inclined to think that you are sinking, 
You start to plan for a little less land than you were originally thinking. 

As time passes by you start to wonder why the walls are getting tight, 
It’s the extra pounds that you carry around so you diet with all your might. 

It makes you cry as you look high to where you started out, 
It’s such a waste you’ve kept your taste but somehow lost your clout. 

You can’t pretend when near the end the whirlpool starts to spin 
It turns you round and pulls you down and then it sucks you in. 

Don’t watch the clock as it goes tick tock or time will overtake you, 
And in the end you’ll never transcend this feeling that will shake you. 

That life’s too short and I can report that few know what I’ve found, 
If you walk the path and always laugh the glass will turn around.


Copyright © Tony Lane | Year Posted 2011


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One In a Billion

Eyes shift left and right filling,
With every one in a million,
Or should I say one in a billion?
Willing to believe in the odds,
That each of us were born with a purpose from God,
To be unique and one of a kind,
One spinning fantasy built on a fallacy,
That we are all individuals,
When we’re really residuals of line,
Stretching longer and stronger as time passes by,
As depressing as it sounds,
I’ve hit the ground,
Slam.
Open my eyes shifting left and right filling,
With one in a million or should I say a billion?
Maybe she’s willing to deliver me from rock bottom,
Throw me a rope for all is forgotten,
I see a sliver of hope in your smile.


Copyright © BUB Bhat | Year Posted 2015


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Love Threads

Are you aware of the most powerful thread?
The one that can keep hearts striking forever,
Which is invisible and doesn't give up
In always keeping true lovers together.

No matter how much they try to move away, 
The thread stays strong and does never snap
And connects their souls in such a way,
Without each other they feel as if in a trap.

The thread that contracts as time passes by
And binds them permanently as one
As their love grows the thread too extends
Towards their lovely baby daughter or son.


Copyright © sadaf syed | Year Posted 2012


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Although a tear drop should fall

A fresh scent of dew fallen from the sky
A passage of unique fragrance as time passes by
In ardent pastures throughout time
As willows stretch forth its ellaborate decayed formation
In words expressed through stagnant claim
From words which arose unnoticed clear
Through a shaded window leaves in trace viable spectrum
In solemn timber warm embrace
Although a tear drop should fall 
Through silence one can softly hear the voice of God
One must act upon what they have initially received
Although a tear drop should fall out of place
A moment of pleasure can bring on a life time with pain
The times that are living in will soon fade & pass
In dire need of worthless angelic leap  to grasp
A spotted owl looms overhead wrought in with anticipation
Within solace we can safely anticipate peace
In sought after excursion to appease its untimely benefit


Although, frantic through its vested silver
A rush to deliver
The timeless appease with notable shoulder to cry
With warm regards to deliver yet now a sigh
A shot in the dark would light the inner spark
First the peace then silence to thwart its part

Some if not many rush about to & fro
Others simply digress to inflate their ego
Through hot pavement avoidance of passing road kill
Some may advance in common good
Others have been etched in its prolific sense should

By far many excell to some vain agenda
A lot of people in life just like to be heard
A shot in the dark without any discouraging word.


Copyright © Mario Vitale | Year Posted 2012


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You are not my life

The life I'm living is really tragic,
I'm just glad I didn't get hit by static.
As these words pass through my mind,
to these funny verses is what you'll find.
Days past, and i still feel like this,
and what you see, is what this is.
As your words seem to attack,
I know now what matters most is how i act.
See how you push us farther apart,
now I'm cursed with this versing art.
It's like you don't trust me anymore,
I did most things right, but what for?
I know you'll never believe me,
you just need to look deep inside and see.
So why am I writing this down today?
Maybe I want to take this pain away.
I know your going to read this,
you might yell, and ask what this is.
But I can't keep it in,
It's better than us screamin'.
I just wanted to let you know,
that I want to leave, and you should let me go.
As I sit in class today,
questioning myself, is there another way.
There's so many things going through my head,
I just want to erase it all, and go to bed.
Soon I'll make my life great,
make all the mistakes straight.
I always ask myself, how?
Looking back and thinking wow!
You always glare at me,
trying to see what I'll be.
All I ever wanted to be was you,
but all you ever gave me were open wounds.
I want to know so tell me,
what you always wanted me to be.
'Cause you think you know it all,
but if I take your advice, just don't let me fall.
As this cursed poem goes on,
I wonder what went wrong.
This time I'll make you see,
what I want you to let me be.
As time passes by,
I still wonder why?
I just wanted to let you know,
before I let all of this go.
       That you are not my life


Copyright © Rosemarie Peterson | Year Posted 2010


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Dilated Pineal Glands

Life's an adventure
When one's mind
Always ventures
Until they find

The bliss that
We all seem to miss

Yet, it has never
Always been like this

In the days of Lemuria
& Atlantis
When the magus
Resembled a mantis

Greek for prophet,
Or seer

Don't believe
The end is near

Always listen to
What your heart feels
& never what you hear
Since, that'll only induce fear

It's raining angel tears
From the clouds who
Rumble quite loud
Lightning shoots up

Into the darkness
Of the floating abyss

Yet, the sun remains
Above it all,
So, learn to fall;
Yearn to arise

So high,
You reach past the sky
As time passes by
& surpasses my need for glasses


Copyright © Issac Guzman | Year Posted 2013