Words are written in the net
like in a fresh fountain getting wet
Looking for the next rhyme
the rhythm leads a tiny brook
jumping over rocks
and bruised between
fall down as cascades
then resting for a while
in front of a beaver dam
overflowing like a bad dream
fields and men - damned
Connecting with others
small sisters & brothers
hope to bother
nobody other
growing in a creek of thoughts
became a young river
forgotten being worst
Washing words
through a membrane
of existence
extracting clearance
into a stream
for who will listening
the sound of this realm
Unfolding
messages covered
to be prepared
for the united sea
live in an ocean
refresh you with spray
transporting your thoughts
every day
Changing colors
and sweet to salty
quarry against borders
got broken in waves
deeply onto the continents
forming coasts bizarre
never stay like residents
everywhere
Taking everything
to the ground
listening animals
melody and sound
erase fire of an
underground volcano
listening his words
very piano
Building clouds
raising the veil
of a foggy day
to see real
live everywhere
at the same time
whispering words
of an universal mind
United became
the same with the wind
vanishing in the air
being vapor and rare
in space and in time
telling you lovely
thoughts of mine
liquid presence for your shine.
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Floy Dy Ra, March 02 - May 09/2013
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your liquid thought really have a smooth flow...maybe your liquidity mind through life helped a lot! ! _Soul