The pedals bloom,
the birds have ascended.
But, the life-long searches
has not yet ended.
-
The sun still shines
the breeze still blows.
But, the yearning within
all but slows.
-
What is it
that will fill till full
not just my heart
but so too, my soul?
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Which of the rays
can shine with the deal
that it'll warm my insides
that only I can feel?
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Which breeze can whistle
with the tune of the heart
and soothe its beating
and it's crooked parts?
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Which flower
can placate pleasure
to places within
that I truly pleasure?
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The birds will always fly,
The sky will always embrace
and I know that I will never
cease to seek my place.
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Rachel S
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Comments (2)
Your words really create a space... a relaxed beautiful space where you can stay as you read the poem
What a beautiful poem!