Sunday, April 15, 2012

what really matters

breaking through

the clouds without

whisps of white

cover raging storms below



peacefull

regal

the heavens open,

and I see

the world below



rushing

busying

with the unimporant

never seeing


the real thing




what really matters
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2 comments:

  1. Pauline TorgersenApril 16, 2012 at 4:15 AM

    I like your poem Becky!

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  2. Becky RosenlofMay 6, 2012 at 9:39 PM

    This is wonderful! I love that you already know the "doesn't matter" of busyness in the world. You have the higher view. A poet's eyes and heart.

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