Sunday, February 12, 2006
Look Close enough
The humming bird.
The small,
the tiny,
the little humming bird,
as she flew.
panting.
breathless.
tired.
barely noticeable by shadows beneath.
As the moonlight struck bone,
She perseveres.
and Perseveres.
and Perseveres.
and still Perseveres.
She believes.
and believes.
and believes.
and still believes.
She flew as ashes.
She flew as dust.
She flew barely noticeable.
She believes.
She perseveres.
She believes,
and she perseveres,
to save nightingale.
Look close enough,
She's still there,
Flying as ashes.
For light struck bone.
Look close enough,
She's still persevering,
Flying as dust.
For light struck bone.
Look close enough,
She's still believing.
Flying unnoticeable
For light struck bone.
Look close enough,
She's still there.
Persevering.
Believing.
Flying.
To save nightingale
Look close enough,
she's still there.
For you.
Scribbled this poem down last night, posted it on usual5's blog and here i am to post it on Ananda's.[It's in ENGLISH so everyone can understand, ok, alvin?] Somehow i feel that everyone cares for one another, it's just whether one shows it and the other looks close enough to realise it or not. So the message of love, care and concern doesn't get through sometimes. And i believe, within the house of ananda, we love and we care for one another, it's just whether we realise it or not, whether we show it or not....
-Marbell-
Signing off to do hw.
Simplicity overrode @ 12:11 PM
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