Rushing water flies into the Sun.
A tree falls safely against his Lover.
I inhale the Forest as I run--
It tastes like Candy during the summer.
As my Fears disappear--
As God could live in trees--
As the Sun is now near--
As I become the Breeze--
Rolling mist scatters across the Sky.
And I ascend safely with my Lover.
I look at small people as I fly--
And everyone looks the same from up here.
Everyone looks the same from up here.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Very thoughtful immagery you worked here and made this sketch very meaningful through the wonderfudsl poetry by you..i love it..well done...
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that si an excellent poem. freedom. i think its under rated. to be away from the daily hustle. its nice.
A tree falls safely against his Lover.
my favourite line. i don't know why. it just really appeals to me. good job!



