Roses Posted June 11, 2010 Report Share Posted June 11, 2010 Buttercups Like children awakening from peaceful slumber, We stretch our heads up towards the sun. To soak up it's cathartic rays, Nourishing out bodies, awakening again. Delicate trust is silently given, The powers of nature enable us all. But what of the blades of time? Eventually the reaper greets us all. Life is fragile, time is a petal, Gently clinging to the universe around. As the breeze blows the pollen in the air, Time shifts and morphs - forever in motion. UNFINISHED Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Roses Posted June 11, 2010 Author Report Share Posted June 11, 2010 final verse: All encompassing, omnipotence rules, The universe binds us all together. A captive audience in the parody of time, Living the dream, yet nobody dreams. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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