02-02-2025, 06:07 PM
Within Depression
Dreams highlight moss on a rock.
Droplets of water and life.
It's winter outside of sleep.
Flowers don't die in the ice.
Hibernation within pain.
Eyes closed days float away.
Freezing wind is an excuse
for the grizzly to stay caved.
Moths wings open under bed
reflecting colors on sight.
Stars don't choose they shine at night.
A leaf doesn't sigh when soil.
Waking up to start the day.
Children he knows go to school.
Lucky to be in a bed,
pondering spring renewal.
Dreams highlight moss on a rock.
Droplets of water and life.
It's winter outside of sleep.
Flowers don't die in the ice.
Hibernation within pain.
Eyes closed days float away.
Freezing wind is an excuse
for the grizzly to stay caved.
Moths wings open under bed
reflecting colors on sight.
Stars don't choose they shine at night.
A leaf doesn't sigh when soil.
Waking up to start the day.
Children he knows go to school.
Lucky to be in a bed,
pondering spring renewal.
Only one thing is impossible for God: To find any sense in any copyright law on the planet.
--mark twain
Bunx
--mark twain
Bunx