Thursday, November 20, 2008

Natural Wonders


Natural Wonders

A babbling brook turned to a raging river
by the flooding of spring.
The roar of an ocean surf
beating against the sand.
These are the changes a passionate
embrace can bring,
comparable to the feelings I get
from the gentle brush of the hand.
As if a volcano emptying it's fiery spray,
body and soul are fulfilled this way.

Against this passion it's a hopeless fight.
As if trying to keep a bird from flight.

I need a river rushing into my sea,
an outlet to set my desires free.

Written by my beautiful Aunt who left this earth much too soon.


  1. That is a beautiful poem. I love it! What a talanted writer she must have been!

  2. That is a beautiful poem. The last line really grabbed me. Thank you so much for sharing this with us.

    PS...I have an award for you, please stop by when you get a chance.

  3. Thanks for sharing your aunt's beautiful poem.

  4. Thanks, ladies. =)

    Thanks, Jenny! I'm off to visit your place.

  5. Wow thats really beautiful, thank you for sharing~