Depth
The sea ebbs and flows.
Endlessly,
Filled with blessings and woes.
Deep with mysteries so profound.
Swirling waters of despair,
Cast murky meanings in Poseidon’s dark lair.
In stormy breakers buoyancy is drowned.
But,
Faith everlasting,
Is forever found.
The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.
Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Human Condition | 3 | 01/15/2010 |
| Depth | 1 | 12/02/2009 |
| Butterflies | 3 | 11/03/2009 |
| Love and Lust | 5 | 11/03/2009 |
| Faliure | 4 | 12/01/2009 |
| Misty Marsh | 6 | 12/03/2009 |
| Hero | 6 | 10/24/2009 |
| Simplicity | 13 | 10/24/2009 |
| Winter's Eve | 6 | 09/02/2009 |
| Red Rose | 4 | 09/19/2009 |
| Friend | 4 | 09/01/2009 |
| Starry Canopy | 9 | 12/02/2009 |
| Pristine Dawn | 6 | 10/30/2009 |
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