I Need Not More! Poem by Eric Cockrell
I Need Not More!
i was born
of the wind and rain,
conceived by storm,
nursed by its path.
i hear the flute
that time ignores.
i dance in the smallness
of the tiny bud.
i pray like thunder
to a god that growls.
i wait in the silence
of the aftermath.
filled with the joy of survival,
and the weeping
of the mortal lost!
i am alive!
i celebrate the living.
i console the dead
with remembered moments.
i am nothing,
neither claim nor grasp.
born of the wind and rain,
i need not more!
This write is very soulful... Extremely spiritual and as I went down reading it... I was touch by the good insight of each line... Now the lines were short! And Straight! To the point... Which made it easy to grasp and digest the whole poem, Wonderful Sir Eric... The_African_Son
Wonderfully, Erik... 10......... Especially I liked for you've such great force and can pray like thunder and born of the wind and rain Unfortunately I grieve until then that I can't to be a rain.. :)
This is a wonderful poem. Existance very poetically expressed. I dance in the smallness of the timy bud Superb poetry, Eric.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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HMmmmmmmmmmmm i kinda love this feeling, calming and peaceful....what a green touch! _Unwritten Soul