Sandra Osborne


Freedoms Lair - Poem by Sandra Osborne

Quietly wonderful,
Hearing
The pop, pop, gurgle
Of the waterfall.

Rain drops carelessly
Upon the tent
Sounds like firecrackers
Celebrating creation.

Here, is the new world,
Here, is the old alike.
Nature, lovingly indifferent,
Serene and fierce.

A resolute resolution,
Beauty without measure,
The forever moment,
Freedom's lair.


Comments about Freedoms Lair by Sandra Osborne

  • (1/20/2005 5:30:00 AM)

    Actually, I meant to say MASSAGE. With skilled fingers and while looking out the window onto a waterfall.
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  • (1/19/2005 5:33:00 AM)

    Herbert nailed it this was lovely, a beautiful flow filled with positive emotion

    With a warmth allan
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  • (1/19/2005 2:25:00 AM)

    This is quite nice Sandra. Like a relaxation message.
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 19, 2005



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