Intensity
In every flame
that hugs you warm,
that lights up darkness,
there lies a fire to be aroused
In every wind,
that whispers secrets from the beyond,
there lies a hail to be prevoked
In every wave,
that rushes to kiss your feet,
there lies a storm to be awakened
In every heart
where there is love,
there hides hatred
that when evoked destroy
not others but thyself
that hugs you warm,
that lights up darkness,
there lies a fire to be aroused
In every wind,
that whispers secrets from the beyond,
there lies a hail to be prevoked
In every wave,
that rushes to kiss your feet,
there lies a storm to be awakened
In every heart
where there is love,
there hides hatred
that when evoked destroy
not others but thyself
posted by Incognito at 11:45 AM
6 Comments:
c'est très bon !
je l'aime
Merci Monsieur.
:)
that was beautiful...
The last stanza is very true
the monk, jawahar and j sea : tankoo :)
so true!
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