Read Time:37 Second
rising from the sea,
planning in its heart
to share it’s heat.
I hear the rain whistling
in the hollow of it’s reign,
smiling to the sky,
drumming on naked roofs.
I see the valley;
the mountain melts
with gladness
as I rejoice in victory.
Behold, I see the sea,
flowing, creeping,
limping into my soul,
to water me with fecund joy.
I believe. I am relieved;
I can face the storms of life!
Written by: Moses Opara
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson
Related articles
- On Fate’s Lonely Lane (wordsrhymesandrhythm.wordpress.com)
- I’m a Dreamer (wordsrhymesandrhythm.wordpress.com)
- Die, Hacker, Master of Stealth!!! (wordsrhymesandrhythm.wordpress.com)
Hope filled piece,nice one.
Yes. thanks