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When a rain drop leaves the cloud
to an undestined place
through an unchanneled path
it holds life and hope
to those who seek a drop of life
with a gaze into the sky
the thunder rumbles and lightning strikes
some hide for cover, some run to welcome it...
Yet a flower embraces it with its petals
and a rose with its passion
the first drop touches the soil
the first lightning bolt races across the sky
i walk into the garden
and what i see is the beauty within
a drop of life
a breath from within
a flower at full blossom has passion as
a baby taking its first breath.
A breath of life, a breath of hope…
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luki
Words maketh the man, the tongue maketh the will, but poetry maketh love.
my name's Lucas & i'm an amateur poet with a passion for expression in words, for i believe it comes from the heart...
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