Serendipitous
From behind the curtain a mighty light seared through the sky
a solemn creature stood expelling the light
the rays dripped from his mighty head
falling, hovering among the molecules
Through his crystal eyes he told me of the light
he told me of the winds of time
and the pain he saw among us
You are a dying breed of souls
You must change your ways
Live in light
Live in peace
Let happiness survive
for she is small and weak
and can only be carried by the lively
His words bathed my dirty body
and I left the tent renewed
with a small petal in my pocket
that smelled of Happiness...
Wooni
wow, some heavy thinking.
Posted by: jude | 05/20/2010 at 05:00 PM
:)
Posted by: Wooni | 05/20/2010 at 05:00 PM
Deep poem and Nice art.
Posted by: Quilt Architect | 06/06/2010 at 05:00 PM