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nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

If the sky
Was but a bitter flame
To highlight loss
And deep deep pain.

Its clouded mystery
A grieving veil
To observe
Mans cruel ways.

If the sunlight blinked
Its oval eyes
Its lush lashes
Its slanted smile.

The crashing waves
Upon deserted shore
Moonlight to whisper
Theres so much more.

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  • sorenbarrett

    A recognition of nature's beauty and grandure. Very nicely said in most poetic form

  • arqios

    So much more is the invite to both enjoy this moment and prepare for those yet to come πŸ‘πŸ»πŸ™πŸ»πŸ•Š

  • Tony36

    Well written and expressed



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