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 Nature Creative Piece I am the feather Falling from the brown-speckled Mother Bird As she escapes the grasp of her chains, Silent threats embedded in her heart. I am the dragonfly Flying through the breeze on a hot summer afternoon, Dancing to the rhythm of hopeless prayers Across the map of life. I am the river Hidden deep beneath the sands of Time Whose grains cut like glass, Spilling the blood of those who suffer. I am the pearl Drowning in sacred waters, Encompassed in a single secret tear, A life in the depths of darkness. Article posted February 23, 2012 at 08:21 AM • comment • Reads 64 • see all articles |
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