Shrouded in ashen grey rain ..a world without saturation
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The people go here and there chasing whatever joy they can find
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Thunder claps in praise…in praise of what?
The sunshine …
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Clouded the maze ..dazed and refracted through the prism of human volition
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A child cries searching for its mother’s safe embrace
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In Direction of what? … the sunshine
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Flowers and towers climb .. higher and higher
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Searching..thirsty… seemingly towards different things… but in truth …
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knowledge is light and light is power.. still… the sunshine
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In those moments ..when the grey clouds of life seem to take up all the space in your mind…
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to take all the light from your eyes…remeber the sunshine
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When the darkness within..steals the very breath from your lips … and the seat of action falters…remeber the sunshine
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Because above the grey ashen clouds every time …even if you cant see. ..is the sunshine shining for you…
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The words of a wise man I try to follow .
@Schizbro @FreeLunch @everhopeful @POET @labratmat @anon27913786 @anon27913786 @TheCanuk
Not the best but this is a positive poem instead of the negatives ones lol
good to see you man !!!