Friday, 25 April 2008

The Morning, Art and Poetry


Shadows born upon the morning light

Creating beauty within mortal sight

Living trees appear above the mist

In nature's stillness love and truth exist

But soon the silence will be broken

By the slightest word that will be spoken

And the many shades of misty gray

Will fade into the things we say

And Man's emotional thought

Will find a world all at fault
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1 comment:

  1. Ben7 January 2009 at 22:00

    cant discern the "many shades of misty gray" all the times, but when we do, there is nothing at fault in the world :)

    really enjoyed your writing budz!

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Thanks for your kind comments, critical comments are also welcome. Be sure to check back in a couple of days to see my response back to your comment, thanks again.