Just one of those days..(inspired by Pablo Neruda'works and harlem rennaissance).
A Beautiful Day
The sun is shinning but I am aghasted,
Aghasted at the wind for flowing frivoulously],
Aghasted at the sky for grinning proudly at me],
Aghasted at all speck of human form.
The scorching heat is surging and emerging
Into the house,into the garden,into my head.]
And I am aghasted at the rythmical pounding],
Aghasted at the trickling moisture on my face.]
Today is a day where swimmers stretch
their muscle, though the heat is a hassle],
And I am off to build a castle near
an ocean:an ocean of freshness.
Wow, the same feeling as my poem, Eye of the Sun. How the world turns and the sun beats down so brightly as we, "all speck of human form"-cry and die. But we endure and go on and the world keeps turning. I'll join you in that "ocean of freshness", Anne...
Explains the realizations that have given the author the views of living life fully. The life each person dreams about.
You must take a look at yourself before dreams can be reached.
Deciding what is the core of belief.
Histories of the world are generally written to either celebrate technology and science, or to herald doom. My book examines the path of the spirit in the onward rush.
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