Is It Poetry
Life Is It's Wealth - Poem by Is It Poetry
Where Is It not, to you visibly pleasant?
The blue earth, life is it's wealth.
Swollen, bottom the top is not heavy.
The sky is as the sea, it starts it stops where?
Space above is clouds, is it vast to love in song?
Long is never us giving in to it, beauty is never enough.
Stopping at the edge, it is water, the boundary.
Moreover all is inclusive, your birth being right.
Virtue pure the sand, each grain is light of a child.
The wealth of the sea, each wave it is constant.
Pouring in, then up and out from the rift.
God gave us the light we are pushing it forward,
and moving the dark for ever backward.
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