Waves
Cone down with me to the sea
We will watch the waves in blue
We will watch the waves in green
The spangle is eternal
God’s light is eternal
Loved ones are gone from us but
Always with us.
God’s light is eternal
How can we describe the light from His face
We cannot describe the joy of the heart to go home.
The sea shines with the light from above.
Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.
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| Touching and Never Touched | 0 | 04/25/2010 |
| Bethlehem | 0 | 03/30/2010 |
| People | 1 | 02/15/2010 |
| Ribbon | 0 | 02/12/2010 |
| Touching and never touched | 0 | 02/12/2010 |
| Touching and Never Touched | 0 | 01/19/2010 |
| Bethlehem | 0 | 12/08/2009 |
| Waves | 0 | 10/01/2009 |
| Sue | 0 | 10/01/2009 |
| Pan the Day Away | 0 | 09/17/2009 |
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| Waves | 0 | 08/10/2009 |
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