Terra Firma
May 16, 2014 § 3 Comments
Hold the earth reverent
in the palm of your hand,
for without its surface
legs could not stand
Bury its darkness
and inevitable plight,
for its surface only gives
without any respite
Such is our great vale
a giver of accord,
of which we never truly realize
til the last of it is poured
rosepoems 
A heart-openener, your poem. Many thanks!
I truly enjoy your work. You have a natural gift to paint a poetic picture. Thank you for writing you, it’s very inspiring!
wow thank you so much for that! I love writing and it’s a joy when others enjoy it too!