Live it in its fullness,
taste it in its breath,
see it in a circle
yet defy paralysis.
Known it in its glory,
feel it in its rush,
hold it in your palm
every slightly much.
Gel with all its zen,
flow with currents strong,
hear the million voices
dancing to its song.
Burn beneath its fire,
ride above its rage,
sprint strong to the finish,
never fade away.
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Author:
David Welch (
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Carpe diem to the max. Do or die, When the going gets tough the tough get going and all that stuff. A fine write
Superb work.
Your third stanza is so well written, its like a dream. I want more. Good for your brain. Lol. Nice write.
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