Simple tears
drip upon a pond
ripples echo its surface
Teachings of ones self
never to cease life
Showing grander truths
easy smiles
watching simple pleasures
trickle on by
enduring hardships
falling like rain
only to become a river
Once empty
now full
filled by the waterfalls
Still waters
Like an unmoved stone
clear and crisp
breathing in mist
flowing with in
spiritual waters
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Written November 8th, 2005
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Returned the favour and here I am again. Really a lovely write. Thanks for your comments on my poem too.
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what begins with a dew drop...soon forms to a tear and with that tear comes a free fall to the surface below...becoming grander and more elegant wit every passing drop that plumets below. Echoing ripples can go either way but the bast way is to balance the grey. i love you more than ever before
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wow, this is nice...very well spoken...I love the way you made things out of simple water...makes me think of something more than water now (like, the kind of things they may represent, like enduring hardships fallings like rain as you said).
very very good. Great for reflecting or meditating. And,
it suits you very well, if you're a real druid.
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Samll things grow into bigger ones and so on and so on and so on. Everything starts out small - a ripple, a smile, a tear. Well written.
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I love this! So complex but yet talking about something i love water. Cus i love water falls and when it rains. Great write. keep up the great work. Check out some of my writes?
-karen
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