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.
That is a beautiful poem. I love it! What a talanted writer she must have been!
ReplyDeleteThat is a beautiful poem. The last line really grabbed me. Thank you so much for sharing this with us.
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Thanks for sharing your aunt's beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteThanks, ladies. =)
ReplyDeleteThanks, Jenny! I'm off to visit your place.
Wow thats really beautiful, thank you for sharing~
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