How great it feels to submit yourself to a higher power,
to bow down before a being;
That has existed to see the lives of many,
and not just any,
but Yours specifically.
A warm caress to guide you through;
the Hardships of life,
in your own sinking ship.
the motherly hand of nature-
breezing to your aid-
in the life Giving summer Air.
prolifically delivering the harvest of spring,
With a harmonious chime of twittering Magpies!
All thanks to the Higher Power.
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Drown The Mirage
PoesíaAn accumulation of poems written through the eyes of a teenage girl. PS- Everything is inspired by reality.
