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The Water of Life
Contributed by
Byrdie
on
Friday, 30th March 2012 @ 11:32:50 AM in AEST
Topic:
NaturePoetry
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The Water of Life
The roar of rivulets as rain transforms,
the feel of streams in tumbles down my face
a bareefoot walk in puddles after storms
are but a gush of thanks for God's good grace.
As raindrops fall in splats upon the roof
and run in gutters down where plants will grow,
they sound like marching reindeers on the hoof
or pebbles tossed to windows by a beau.
Yet when the earth soaks out an arid thirst
and frogs croak hymns throughout the misty night
the lilacs bloom before the tulips burst
with perfume calls to honey bees' delight.
How fresh the air when storm clouds bathe the earth
and butterflies make colored playful mirth.
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Byrdie
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2012-03-30 11:32:50] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: The Water of Life
(User Rating: 1 ) by FlipDriscoll on
Monday, 9th April 2012 @ 10:26:35 AM AEST (User
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Beautiful and rich. Thank you for sharing. |
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