Mourning, I pour out my endless righteousness.
In my former life, I cast out my salvation a diverse way.
I acquired wild power beyond belief.
Now I strive in the depths of my soul.
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I remember… when we camped out in the living room and set up all of the collectible trains on Christmas Day and called road call every ti...
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May 4, 2017 I woke up this morning to my favorite type of day, dark, cold, and rainy. I got out of my bed with the help of music by My Ch...
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Alone, nothing to see, hear, smell Nothing to do All alone for there is nothing Only darkness with a flash of light in the distance
4 comments:
Wow! This is such a poem about life, being human, the universe, and everything. Rumi would have loved it so much! (and so do I).
Wow! Great vocab. I love that you used the word righteousness.
' Now I strive in the depths of my soul ' amazing.
Oh my goodness. When you first read his poem it seems like a bunch of words thrown togeather, but as you keep reading it all adds meaning. Nice Work!
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