Down.

The river may be golden in spring
The river may bellow its tender shine
Flowing an endlessly powerful king
The thing may inspire the birds into song
Horizons in reach as the trekking is long
And though it seems simple and without a wrong
You chuckle as light as the air in the dawn
You throw your suspicion and quelch all your thought
You may have forgot

You did, did you not?

The canyons a mile from where you stand
Gorge deep in the Earth as rivers planned
Greedily eating the rock and the dust
Scarring the planet's one, only crust

You swim in the water, no worry at all
And then

You Fall













































All































































The way





























Down.



Poetry by weirdzarun
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Written on 2008-03-28 at 07:11

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lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
what a wonderful poem mike this is so clever the device at the end but bring them closer togetther say two lin spaces apart well done its a book mark welcome back
rgds mike
2008-03-28