Im falling under the ice
into a frozen fire.
Im being handed over to death.
its fingers wrap around me strongly.
but a fire burns his fingers and i am dropped.
Ten fingers grasp me .
falling?i am falling, upwards into the air of morn.
into minds ful of mourn. at the though of me bing gone.
arms wrap around me warm and affectionate
the strength of life is surging through these fingers.
not more or less than death.
but beautifully equal.
and i am layed by a fireplace to rest.
and fall asleep i do , only to rise again with the stars burning bright.
and the sense of life.
Anew'd from the love of another.
- by Arian rosewater |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 04/24/2009 |
- Title: The beauty of equality
- Artist: Arian rosewater
- Description: a poem built on from thoughts.
- Date: 04/24/2009
- Tags: beauty equality
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