The Story
So...A poem
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So, it starts;
The invisible world - That protected place of
non-existance opens.
Light replaces dark.
So, It is new;
Fresh like a ride down a river
every turn, every tree, every breath lives within crisp
chills bathed in the suns warm light
What can be better then to be alive?
So, it goes;
Along the way perfect beauty embraces the wonder of what
lies around each bend.
So, it is;
without warning the rivers white water, leaps
from nowhere.
The world stops
Beauty replaced as
focus narrows to saving what "is"
Crashing against the rocks
Each moment is survival
Rapids, turning, tossing
shattering what "is" into a million pieces
Leaving in its rivers wake
what was pure and true
moments ago.
And so, There is silence;
It starts again
Welcome home darkness, my old, reliable friend.
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(word gifts from me to you)
Written by: D.M. aka; Whocarez
Date completed: 05-05-2008
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