The Feeling of Life
The sun shining happily,
Warming the sandy stretch,
Dipped into the swaying mass of Cold, salty water.
Cool, damp grass
Surrounding in the dark.
Just watching.
Watching the stars
Slowly inching across the sky,
Constellations and planets
Close in pursuit.
A never-ending cycle.
Ash swirling in the wind,
A flock of tiny white birds
Circling.
A scream.
No.
A shriek.
Splitting the sky
With a deafening strike.
Lightning exploding,
Banishing the dark
For just a moment.
A golden field
spread
beneath a brilliant blue sky.
Light glinting,
Containing the excitement
of a child.
And now,
what do you feel?
Love?
Hate?
Joy?
Pain?
That is the feeling of Life.
Poetry:
A capture of experience.
A photograph of Life itself.
How else to explain this feeling
But with pen and paper,
Word and mouth,
Experience and expressions.
What is life
If not to share?
Share the love.
Share the hate.
Share the joy.
Share the pain.
Share the experience.
And that makes all the difference.
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