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Light of age

 

 

The sun cuts through sharp as a razorblade,

leaving its mark with such a brilliant cascade.

Finding its way between fantastic stones of time,

a perfect match to nature, giving poetry a rhyme.

Every color appears embedded within these walls,

making the room dance with life, begging its calls.

Various shades of silence so deep within this earth,

and just waiting to be read like a book of its birth.

Feel warmth from the sunshine leaving a trace,

and its natural wonder to Gods loving grace.

 

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  • freebutsafe
    February 13, 2007
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    Fantastic write! Your words correspond with the picture perfectly! Wonderful imagary...and God could only of perfected this for one who will see the depth of its beauty! I am amazed that you can do this with such splendour! I am overwhelmed..


  • Disturbed Prodigy
    February 13, 2007
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    you know what i see as i read this, beauty, the natural beauty that many of us do not see, this is a wonderful poem that bring it to state a pun, to light, keep it flowing and good luck in the contest


  • Celticmoon
    February 12, 2007

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    Gets,

    As always sheer beauty spills forth from your pen. I so adore the golden strands spun from the quill in which to are connected to.

    Thanks for entering and good luck!


  • Lady Eventide
    February 12, 2007

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    Short

    I thought that it was really short, but I see that...after reading it a few times...the image is clear anyway. Nice picture choice. Good luck in the contest.