Suddenly life strikes
with a razor sharp cutstraight over your brightest
dreams
Or by giving you a rose
to climb on
when you are struggling
up to the neck
in clay
The scar from the knife
you should cherish, softly perceive
with your fingertips
days of the tailwind
to not increase
of pride
The rose you should spin
from healing thoughts
of hope and confidence
Suddenly life strikes
again
Poetry by Onwards
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Written on 2011-07-23 at 08:07
Tags Life 




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