Open Poetry #47 |
Hartford Indemnity |
Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan |
. You find Your peace In the park A walk in space That is blank White Its ground and Leafless branches Heaped with Falls of snow It is to yourself You think A kind Of memorial Your life As it should have been And yet what Have you ever done Esthetic sufferer As could have made you A friend to that courageous man You Who sterilely wanders Apart From door to door In a world Where you And only you Would rule . |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
"You Who sterilely wanders Apart From door to door In a world Where you And only you Would rule" Nice write. Especially the last two verses. JL Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself. |
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