When I see the sun setting in its golden blood
The leaf, from its time agile falling from the green
My surging waves, innate embarked upon my nerves
Nudging me of reality in living and life in-between.
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Silence and redemption. Two opposing, yet again, friendly forces. Each to be reckoned with on it's own terms. In this poem, the silence shouting loudly in a simple, ending smile gives birth to redemption. Of the soul, mind, heart. Extremely well written and appreciated! ! ! xxElysabeth
Thank you for taking the time to comment on my poem. I recognize your work from the book as well and very much enjoy your poetry. Your use if imagery in this poem is stunning. Lovely write.