Endless skies in secluded spaces,
We gather stars in plums
and sip light from goblets [of fire, and ice]
Wind whispers beauty into our ears,
forget your fears, find truth in possibilities
The morning lark sings
lullabies to sing our souls to sleep
while we wish upon the sun
We exist in the valley of light
as shadows spread across the riverbed
under trees, and in the air
Every moment we live is a second
spent in eternal beauty under the immortal stars
God wanted us this way,
as statues leaning towards the sun
with smiles full of dreams
Until we burn the earth and torch the sky
Manipulate, control and submit the soul
Enslave the immortal eye
and leave the universe full of holes.
Author notes
"What is truth? What is important?
A contest entry
- but... by PrabhuDayal Khattar.
300 points, ended August 18, 2008, 12 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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You are going very deep to bring the truth of the beneath.. I love it ..well done ...my thanks for sharing such a wonderful poem and entering my contest....
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