
The world is far away and very small,
forever fills my eyes with little visions,
the strangeness of it all creates illusions,
of those that were once big and now are small.
We drift, we float, we swim when high tide conquers
the million grains of sand that plague our shores,
and then we rest, we drink, we smoke, we chase the thunder,
while Earth finds new beginnings, and humble souls do soar…
We all want more of those bright rays of light…
We all want more of that sweet taste of honey…
We all want more caresses, kisses, hugs…
We all want one more day, clean, bright and sunny…
We strive to be like those that pray and listen,
and learn,
and find true wisdom,
and then, when pure of heart and free from all our chains,
we find the way that God laid out for us to follow,
we’ll leave behind this small, flat world and drift so free above the deep dark hollow.
C.2022, 02 JAN 2022, Francis Bravo Cabrera, València, España 🇪🇸
Truth words of a Master Poet Peacewriter51 🙌 👏
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Perseguimos el trueno…
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Beautiful words, Francisco. Life feels small, but God’s ways are so much bigger. If we keep seeking Him, listening, and following His path, He lifts us above the struggles. Truly, His light and peace carry us higher.
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Such a wonderful poem Frances. The world seems closer and closer these days.. xx
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