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Afraid I would scrape the silence
I didn't ruin the smooth stone with my fingertips
But rather let myself sink into the warming ground,
Pushed by some unseen force, leaving me feeling weightless
Yet crushed like an incubus's sleeping victim
By the sweet cacophony I was being treated to
What would you do
If you were there?
I heard no rushing waterfall
Nor rustle of any grass;
Only the sound of my own thoughts running rampant
In my hypnogogic mind broke the smothering silence;
No exceptional beauty (in the eyes of most) surrounded me
But as long as I was under the vast and crowded sky
I knew I could never accuse my environment of being less than breathtaking.
So I finally found the nerve to communicate with whatever infinite being
May have been close to me
And I found no answers but the fact that I didn't need to know them.
I was satisfied, then, but what would you do
If you had been there?
So many small things were crawling up my hands
Suddenly I knew how it felt to be tired of breathing
And I felt no emotion when I heard a young woman's wail
Come of an owl's throat;
Despite my loss of empathy
I showed a strong sense of hopelessness
That was purely superficial.
- by The Great Exister |
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- | Submitted on 07/20/2009 |
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- Title: A Poem About Lying in Nature
- Artist: The Great Exister
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- Date: 07/20/2009
- Tags: poem nature freeverse
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