Monday, July 7, 2008

Value of Truth

The greatest waterfalls flow in perfect rhythmic might, yet with the subtlety of a birds feather carried by the nights wind, reflecting occasional light
The moonlit nights I have seen on many eves tranquil and clean
The colors, the shades, the desire for it to stay
A movie played with every scene surpassing in greatness and
Memorable emotion, promotion and self-fulfilling devotion
The fields and rolling golden hills
Stare for miles
The only thing seen is corn, wheat, and grass, tall and with
The presence of sun reflecting effervescence
Mountains, hills, plateaus and grades all the symbol, emblem of
The mighty parade
Stem to stern, man with his might, money and
Mechanical flight, will never obtain that lofty sight
Oceanic depth, breadth, and inexplicable power over all it has kept
A mystery, true but the greatest of entertainers due to its ability
To show all, but never give the slightest clue
Whistling, whispering, touching and pushing, the wind and omnipresent
Guardian of our life’s need for constant inhaling.
A seldom seen
Ghost of beauty and clarity, yet never leaving and always
Always willing to start the healing
The greatest treasures the earth
Stand infinitesimally small near your person and being

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