Tuesday, May 20, 2014

A Poem Draft


The sun is bright and yet the stars
behind the sky still play their games.
Behind a smile our thoughts will dart,
a billion miles from any word.
Secrets fill the world,
galaxies of thought.
A trillion spinning wheels of light
are hid behind all human eyes.


  1. Itinérante10:24 AM

    I hope you like it, my new plant. And it goes without me saying... this poem is beautiful!

  2. Itinérante10:26 AM

    I put a picture but it didn't show =(

  3. Itinérante1:24 AM

    It's from the Aloaceae family.


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