Sometimes life isn't just words. It's colour, texture, sounds, smells and sights. Living life means being open to each of these elements, and if you are, then the poetry is constantly in motion. Whenever I travel, or see something that motivates me...
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Valley of Greys
Through all the shadows of darkness, And whatever hellish evil lurks the earth, There will always be lights, Like a string of pearls, That brighten the way, Whatever the way you choose, Even if all the greys converge, Into a valley of unknown, You can be sure, That lights will illuminate several roads.
