Soliloquy - Poem by Parable Poetry
Foreshadowing through this existence,
another day, another lesson ignored.
Continued suffering through your pestilence,
another unheard lesson you can't afford.
These trees have diminished,
wake from your slumber and see.
Let this all come to finish,
still the forest you can't conceive.
Such a beautiful day for a parable,
let us hope this vision is true.
Perfect ending to your divine fable,
let this higher power shine through.
Let these clouds shatter,
longing to bathe in this decree.
Let this satellite devour this matter,
hoping you hear this soliloquy.
Wesley Hall - 08/16/05
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