Elizabeth Padillo Olesen

To Be Alive - Poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen

It is to hear rhythmic melodies
in the breathing of your own lungs.
It is to marvel at the vast space
between earth and sky
It is finding yourself as simple dot
in the vastness of space
and yet with great importance
as the fingers of stars and moon
wink at your sleepy eyes,
as the generous sun
bathes your whole body
with pleasure and warmth.
It is watching the flowers
opening their petals of smiles.
It is listening to the laughing trees
beside you, purifying the toxic air
which enters into your lungs.

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  • Elizabeth Padillo OlesenElizabeth Padillo Olesen (12/10/2012 3:35:00 PM)

    Thanks Kelvin and Umbrella Lady for your appreciation. Keep in touch. Happy Advent. (Report)Reply

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  • Kelvin OwusuKelvin Owusu (12/2/2012 11:05:00 PM)

    a good poem nice description on what it means to you to be alive great lines, a nicely written piece (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, November 30, 2012

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