FOUNTAIN
These Plants Are Blessed!
To be planted
beside a stream of water
is a blessing
even if that tree
is standing alone.
To be placed
beside a fountain
that cascades swiftly
to meet the roots
is amazing.
Even raindrops
that break through those clouds
to balance
heat energy
is a wonder.
And your teardrops
that cascade down
your cheeks
releasing your burden
is satisfying.
There's also a water
that quenches thirsty souls
and if you drink it
it will become in you
a stream of living waters.
Stay beside the fountain
and enjoy life
cascading down from it
so you stay fresh
and blessed.
About the Creator
Emos Sibu Poriei (Kaya)
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Comments (2)
Wow, what a fabulous poem. Uplifting and spiritual.
But not everyone gets that lucky. It would be nice if those that are lucky enough to experience that chooses to use that to change the lives of those who are unlucky. Loved your poem!