On the day
scientific man creates life
from non-matter + time + chance
we may just hear God
clapping and laughing.
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On the day
scientific man creates life
from non-matter + time + chance
we may just hear God
clapping and laughing.
We flew together
for just a while
Maybe? Or perhaps a wandering lifetime
Then we parted
and she plucked me a memory
in her perfect style
a perfect piece with softest kiss
This reminder sings in her colour
and sends my senses back
to a snuggling perfume
that time we watched the sun fall
and forgot all about flying home for the night
It must have slipped!
I had it tucked right here
but the breezes crossed and bent my flight
somewhere in those mountains
A while or maybe a lifetime I cried
On a moonlit beach
Then burst out loud
laughing at my silliness in the lapping tides
The other beaks all turn away
they say I’m not allowed
to roll around on a lifetime of sand
no longer worrying
‘Where did it softly land?’
You Are A Story
Picked From The Great Book Shelf
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