As the sky meets the mountains
so crystal and so deep blue,
I can fly so very high
and see everything you do
Baby you are my breath
in the small mountain flowers,
that the world has forgotten
their all lost in their powers
I scream out loud
the echo comes back to me,
it is never ever lost
it’s clear enough to see
The carpets of the heavens
shall guide me upon my way,
All these tiny little flowers
leave me lost for words to say
I trek upon this earth
I’m a man of my time,
I am taken by the beauty
and only wish to make it rhyme
Author notes
Life is only moments, enjoy every one. Karl Weiss - Topaz
A contest entry
- contemporary, personal poetry. by birds.
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Comments
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So true indeed
I have found so many young people are never shown the beaty before them everyday . The walk with sounds of evil ringing in their ears and become so mind set on destructions at hand they no longer can see .I think if they could realize the beauty of this world no matter what is cast upon us it will help them find their way and not be caught up in the drug addictions so strong today Ecellent write here my friend
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