Description: This piece is mostly about serching inside of yourself. There is a beauty and mystery inside of each person if you search your spiritual side long enough. If you search long enough you will find that love has not died in you.
Look between the place of shadow
and the tree leaves on the ground.
Past the particles of air that float place to place,
through the iris and into my mind.
Walk past the weeping willow down to the creek,
where my round friends lay and accept
Love has a face.
This was cool...pretty different concept than most of the "searching yourself" poems where the person only finds pain and nothing worth searching for at all. (*looks around...why are you pointing at ME?*;)) good write. keep writing. peace
I like this. I now got a slightly different view on, like you said"searching inside yourself". I like how this could be directed towards others and make them feel good about themselves, or something like that. It was nice. -Melissa