Did the rain cloud try to keep it all together before it all came pouring out?
Do the plants raise their heads in gratitude or sympathy? Will their roots stay firm if they stay true to themselves, or will they mix with the weeds?
Does the grain of sand know it can become a castle one day? Or does it focus on its size?
Does time know that it’s slipping, or is it necessary to glide?
Has the wave moved with the moon because it's in love?
Does the eye grow with wisdom as the heart does, or will it forever be trapped with the beholder?
Is the willow aware of her graceful motions with the kiss of the breeze?
Does the summer warm forever frozen hearts?
Is the heart aware that refining is a brilliant process before the brain?
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Author's Note
I am a lover of poetry. I love that it can make a dance and form words the way a potter can make pottery. One of my biggest inspirations is Pablo Neruda, the legendary Chilean who has the title Chile's National Poet.
He wrote a book called The Book of Questions. It is one of the cosiest books of poetry to take to a park, sit under a tree and breathe in fresh air. Thankfully, this book is in English as not all of his work has been translated, and you can even find a bilingual copy if you Google it.
Who inspires you? Let me know in the comments below!
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E.Amalia
Hola! I'm E.Amalia. I've got a penchant for the macabre, weird, and spine chilling genres. Also I write poetry, also I'm a dragon for books.
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