Hidden Grains Poem by Eric Cockrell
Hidden Grains
Rating: ★3.5
our spirit, a tree,
withstanding the storms
and passages of living....
our body, merely leaves,
turning with time and passion,
till they fall, crumble back to earth....
and that which we have lived,
fought for, and given....
just hidden grains in the wood,
that sing on moonlit nights!
Friday, November 25, 2011
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5/5/2024 5:55:36 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Hidden gem, the one is here :) Very great mind delivers here, i think many of things you can speak by this poem...i really enjoyed and amused with this thought..nice feeling left :) Keep writing Eric! ! ! ! i know u will... :) _Unwritten SOul