Poetry from a Time Forgotten : Before the World Awakens

Monday, May 12, 2008

Before the World Awakens

I’m often up before the sun applauds. Flowers still tight in secret thought. Locusts quiet on the clear stage. The only voice I hear now is one whose power fills the waterfall spills; grooms the clouds in images of angels and dinosaurs for later, when children will lay on their backs and point in... Sign in to see full entry.

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