The island is small…
Just the rock, the tree, and me.
and, of course, the sea.
The island is small…
Though I would like to see All..
I see only sea.
I sleep on the rock,
I also breathe on the tree.
The tree breathes on me.
Far beyond the mist
Did Intelligence exist?
Whence did we once come?
The island is all…
Just the rock, the tree, and me.
and, of course, the sea.
The island is small…
Though I would like to say All..
I say only … see!
By Greyspirit
1 comment:
nice poem. Love it!!
by the way check mine too if you want:
http://musiclovers-youssef.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-days-are-getting-colder.html
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