Marsha Cleveland Poems

I found the paths leading down to the waters edge just like the brochure described.
The rushing sound was penetrating as it ran over rocks leading downward into the stream.

I stepped into the stream barefooted feeling the tickling between my toes.
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I watch the clock as day changes into night.
The hours pass quickly with my daily tasks.
Time ticking away by seconds.
Darkness unveils the mysteries of silence.
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It is the destiny of man to explore the Heavens in search for something new,
studying all surroundings in hopes of finding the perfect world.

A world without pollution, plentiful resources, & hidden fanatical man continues to find new creatures to dissect, cloning DNA to create the perfect man!
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You are the 'The Black Rose' that seeds the depth of the forests...
Blowing the breath of whispers into the wings of the eagles that fly high watching over the earth's sorrows.

Giving birth to the rivers that run free along the hillsides 'The Black Rose' brings life to all that drink of it's gift.
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