The Reason

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The Reason

He is the reason for every season, He's the fiber in mans life, As he talks to us each day without ryme or reason, Letting each one shelter under his wings, Taking each broken heart and filling in the empty spaces, With such love the heart glows giving off a radient light. The world can see his love light shining bright, Let him have control then you will see his majestic flight. As well how his love is a beacon on the darkest of nights.

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peacefully commented on The Reason

05-14-2009

Loved your message. How true it is.

Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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