Seeing in Time
Looking far into time
in between the spaces I can see
colors within colors
spaces that shift so subtle as to miss
Time stands still
Trees bending never moving
winds breeze by caressing
flowers with secrets look up
all life reaches upward
downward always grasping
Look forward, see what you can not
listen to what life has to say
all life speaks, listen in silence
hear their secrets in whispers they speak
The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.
Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Just One | 0 | 10/06/2009 |
| Vanity | 0 | 07/03/2009 |
| Suffocating | 0 | 07/03/2009 |
| Talk then Listen | 0 | 06/29/2009 |
| Waking Up | 0 | 06/23/2009 |
| Lonely | 1 | 06/23/2009 |
| Seeing in Time | 0 | 06/23/2009 |
| Falling | 0 | 06/23/2009 |
| Broken Heart | 0 | 06/23/2009 |
| Dark Night | 1 | 06/23/2009 |
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