Hey so I should probably be sleeping, but instead I'mma write some poetry, let's see how this turns out shall we?
The two walked together, yet far apart.
The sun had yet to touch their hearts.
The winter wind still resided there,
Driving out any thought beautiful and fair.
But an ember burned in the depths.
And each subtle glance, another breath,
Stirring the fire, stealthily growing.
The dark tried to stop the sowing,
But it's efforts were in vain.
Then came the falling rain.
But extinguished it not,
Rather, it fed it, now growing hot.
What was once a spark, became a flame,
burning brightly, by a familiar name.
At the end of the day,
Love will always find a way.
Magic trembled,
Vibrating with pulse of the earth.
Revealing itself in subtle ways,
Never fully shown.
All efforts of understanding,
Attempted in vain.
The magic hid it's face,
Behind it's nature.
It's beauty expressed,
In every delicate flower,
Towering tree,
Babbling brook,
Sunny smile,
Every gracious and loving act.
They still tell the tales,
of the girl who lived.
A tale unlike any other,
For she was no hero,
nor notable, in any way.
Just a girl, who simply lived.
The girl who gave herself away,
To others,
every single day.
Portraying the truth,
That there is always someone,
In need of your help.
And when you provide it, I say,
You change the world.
Every single day.
Dancing,
Freeing my emotions, my spirit, my heart, in whole.
Breaking the chains.
Raining,
Cleansing the earth, my mind, my weary soul.
Hope begins again,
Dancing in the rain.
Can y'all tell I love poetry yet?
Or should I write more? 😂
