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Chapter 1 - The Spring Water

A poem that I wrote out of pure inspiration

Chapter 1 - The Spring Water

Chapter 1 - The Spring Water


The spring water is holding its breath,

The sea is out on the shore waiting for me to arrive,

I am trapped in the hours of time.

The night holds my hand as I walk alone in the streets,

There isn't any emotion

There isn't any to spare

And I walk alone in the night

There is no sound

As I walk around

Waiting for someone to carry me home

I hate to say no

But I must go to the night

He is waiting for me

I want to dive

Into the life

Of someone better off than me

Why are the tears full of joy and the water full of sand?

Why do they want to meet at eternity?

If you want to die

You won't get very far

In the great landscape of forever

How do you know whether they should go?

To the edge of the known earth

Every thing is flat when I walk in the grasp of the dark.



The edge of the light

Can give us hope

I want to see the clouds rolling by

Can you see the sounds of the translucent cry?

I want to meet the sky as it wanders past.

When will we last at the water side?

Till the ocean sweeps us aside you and I

I want to tell a secret love of mine

Can you hear the roar?

I want to dive to the bottom of the burning core.

In the end we will all be friend growing old together

Prejudice and hate gone with our youth

We cannot wait till the gardens grow in the South

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Orelin on February 8, 2006, 9:57:13 AM

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OrelinI really like it....and it's out of pure inspiration, meaning your mind must be very deep. I love your descriptions, they create a very vivd picture. Please write more.