I asked a fly if it knew what was going on, before I could finish it just buggered off!
I asked a spider if it could point the way, it rapped its dinner then just went to play
I asked the snail if it had a plan, it just continued sliming all over the land
I asked the dog what should I do, it just looked back waiting for my next move
Nature just told me all I need to know, the answers are deep down in my soul
Listen to the morning sun, hold the moon in your arms
Every moment life is born, every moment it is gone
Don't ever question if you belong, life is for everyone
Now do your thing before that moment is gone
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Author:
Poetic Dan (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I've been crazy busy these lazy few days, thank you so much for joining me on my journey. There is amazing beauty in this world and 5 years ago I found most of it on here! I write what I feel when ever I feel it, whatever it is. From the comments I receive to all the other poets I have the honour to read. Every word I find, every breath I breathe has got better because we rippled in harmony. I absorb what is useful and make it my own, never forget how awesomely perfect you all are.
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Wonderful message Dan, life IS for everyone, enjoy every moment.
Love the video.
Thank you kind sir
A fine write and clip Dan.
Always appreciated
That is one wicked video - superb, great selection of soundtrack too.
What a refreshing poem from you today... uplifted me... thank you Dan
Glad to help the end of the week go with a smile my friend.
Wonderfully done dan, loved every bit of it! Nature is one of the greatest inspirations.
Thank you for ticking what was floating around in my head, I wrote it straight after reading yours yesterday my friend.
Glad I could give you some needed inspiration!
Hello Poetic Dan,
What a lovely and enchanting poem.
You have captured the essence of life and nature - they are both to be enjoyed.
Keep writing
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