I Exist
I exist like the air
that floods my lungs
that lifts my face
to the smile of my Father
I exist like the water
that pumps my heart
that warms my flesh
with the love of my Father
I exist like the earth
that colours my skin
that takes my life
to the arms of my Father
I exist like the world
that spins around
that wonders inside
how He made it, my Father
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Sonia, nice to see you back with a poem after quite a while
This poem, someone called it a happy hymn, has its leaden core in middle three lines :
"I exist like the earth
that colours my skin
that takes my life"
- well that by itself is a potent poem. It would now be difficult to look at you without conjuring up what I fear may be morbid images.
Cheerz!
New here, loved this place
and this poem...
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