Poem by Paragon
Like a tree silently being caressed by the wind,
breaking off all the broken and damaged limbs,
like rain being taken in by the tree to grow anew,
like two lovers laying on a warm beach as the waves hypnotically transform them to ecstasy,
to know without thinking,
an assurance beyond bounds.
May 2012 M T W T F S S « Feb 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 -
Recent Posts
Categories
Switch site