Soaking

Sep 20, 2006 20:45

She said she was
a flower.

Twirling with head
held back,

She closed here eyes
and waited

for the tears of God
to fall

and soak her frail form
in Love.

flower, tears, god, love, write, poem, poetry, spirituality, writing

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amaliadubois September 21 2006, 13:22:06 UTC
wow.

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anima September 22 2006, 07:10:38 UTC
The best poem I have read in such a long time!

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rehuxley September 22 2006, 13:31:24 UTC
Thank you both for the pleasant feedback. It was one of those spontaneous poetic moments. :)

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