Spirits - Poem

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Perspectives can differ greatly from a brand new angle.

Submitted: June 01, 2014

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Flowers budding, blossoms falling
Worlds colliding, strength dividing
Lightest touch, strongest hit
Love reborn, hate unyielding
Every day I watch the world die and be reborn in my own eyes

Days come and go like the flickering of a flame
Time turns in upon itself to find new strength
Flowers bloom in wintertime
And new worlds spring forth from nothing at all
A single touch is all it takes
And you may glimpse eternity

See the world through my own eyes
See it how I see it
Be not afraid of your own strength
Nor of your own weakness
The sun will melt, and the moon will crack
But we may watch them come back stronger than before

Gravity uplifting, fingers stretched toward the stars
Fear is courage, no fear is cowardice
Life is our death, and death is our beginning
Distance a memory, closeness a blockade
See what we really are

Watch the spirits reach the heavens
Watch them shine so bright
Take the hand of Eternity
And shine with a brighter light
With me


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