Look above the sky,
a million meters high.
Look down to earth,
Where we survive.
Inspire me,
through what ever I see.
The shining sun
and the chirping birds.
Or the twinkling stars
in the moon lit night.
Let inspiration flow,
with the wind,
in the sea.
Inspiring us for another day.
To live our life to its fullest extent.
Not to survive but to enjoy,
what we have around us.
Inspiring me, inspiring you.
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Coruscate☄
PoetryPAINTING IS POETRY which is seen but not heard. POETRY IS A PAINTING which is heard but not seen. -Leonardo Da Vinci . . . Coruscate (...
