Sun Poem by NADYA AWADH

Sun



The sun also falls,
in buoyant rays
such that it calls
much of the joy
from the living souls
to come forth
and rejoice and be gay.

And when it falls,
it makes all to rise
and when it breaks,
it builds all
the thinnest leak
brings the biggest links
and you are all happy
and you are all well

Monday, July 21, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: inspiration
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