Grace

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    Grace

    A bright yellow light rises in the Far East
    Vast in its shine
    An eye opener that is destined to brighten the sky
    Brighter than a glow, my eyes won’t close
    Twilight mixed vast golden-yellow burnish light
    Time goes by; it’s over head revealing all that is day
    Shine brighter I say
    Lift my spirit with your radiance
    The tallest mountain cannot block your glow
    Your glow is to tall and bright to be blocked
    Orange light creeps from behind the walls of dirt and rocks
    Gracefully looking from each side
    Dimming its look, so we don’t go blind
    The glow weakens and loses its light
    Far in the west, it’s barely in sight
    See you in the morning, good night!

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    MagicRock commented on Grace

    03-07-2009

    Marvelous! On point!

    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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