Light is born
Glowing through leaves
Illuminating the green
In golden yellow
All that glitters is not gold
But light is gold
Golden for it's life-sustaining purpose
Glittering like jewels in raindrops
That form rainbows, arches of light
Auroras in the day sky
And though the night may consume
Eating away at the light
And dominating over it
With deep darkness
But when the sun rises
There, light will be reborn
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Tears Of The Rose
PoetryA. Ton. Of. Random. Poems. Just warning you. The poem that inspired the title of this book: Tears of the Rose A rose Is a prickly thing Armed with barbed thorns Stinging like thousands of merciless Bees that hover protectively Over their prize. Rose...
