The Playground Of Our Souls Poem by Anita Atina
The Playground Of Our Souls
Our bodies will be the playground
Of our souls, wondrously playing
Open and free
Like children
Building their first sandcastle
Thrilled at their skill
Rushing away when waves
Melt away their just-built fantasies
And happily rebuilding
A new one again
Or maybe we shall be
Like adventurers of yore exploring
Lands of gold and treasures untold
And returning with news
That we may use
To set forth on adventures once more
Discovering the playground of our souls
Life is also a playground...............good use of metaphor.good poem Anita
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 2:25:35 PM # 1.0.0.1119
What a beautiful, musical, expression of joy - filled with sunshine!