paul
paul
Jan 10, 2012

Listen To Life Sing

Listen to life sing, what a beautiful thing
As the wind whispers secrets to her sisters
Rivers flowing, as if they love not knowing

Oh, fuck the best in me, leave that to destiny
I want to exist like leaves and the air that breathes
I’ll fly with sparrows ducking bows and arrows

Oh, I’ll seduce the night as I welcome first light
No authority, only a soul to set free

To weirdelf Cheers Mate

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Region, Country: New York , USA

Favorite Poets: Cavafi

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S

Were it me I'd split the rhyming verses into two verses.I like the idea conveyed of existing for existence's sake only. Would also reccomend adding just in front of exist in L-5............stan

t. reflexion

This is an interesting piece, beautiful imagery, but I can't place it, so I read and read again. Well done

tr

Y

Interesting images Paul as always, with an air of purity and quit relevant, indeed, to the surrounding circumstances of our existential predicament and a concise reminder of what is essential in life.

China Blue

Interesting and very different for you. I see a whole new person emerging