Open Poetry #28 |
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Falling beneath azure seas |
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Midnitesun![]()
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Beneath the azure sea lies a wealth of diversity circling this globe called Earth, which a Powerful Being did birth for some unkown reason. Most of the life and beauty in the seas lives and dies its cycle of life unseen by human eyes. It has its own seasons, mostly invisible to us who dwell upon the land. And there must be reasons beyond our ability to understand the why. This Powerful Being also gave us humans a season we could observe yearly, we choose to call it Fall. The word slips from the lips as gently as the falling leaves leave the trees, covering the ground below in rich blankets of rusty browns, fiery reds, burnt oranges, golden sunshine yellows atop faded greens. Fall. A time to review as well as say thanks for the bounty of the harvests, as we look forward (sometimes apprehensively) to the chilled white blankets of winter. As I sit here and think of the changing seasons, I ponder what the Powerful Being’s reasons were for setting all these cycles in motion. And it suddenly occurs to me that this Being must be an artist at heart. [This message has been edited by Midnitesun (09-07-2003 11:25 AM).] |
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