Swapped by the image
Reflected on the waves
Swine by the ethereal move
As it spreads away
It breaths and flexes
The self within the whole
The reflection that changes
But it rests in the core
The fluent on currents
That washes over frames
Mixes on the surface
But remains the same
True like the light
It moves as it lingers
Forth comes as well
The reflection of our meaning
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Author:
Dolphine (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 28th, 2011 21:57
- Comment from author about the poem: My reflection for the mistery of existence.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
I love it! Very well done. 🙂
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