Because when angels start to cry, raindrops fall down from the sky. 10w

The thoughts of stevevans spelt in pictures

MY GUEST POEM

Fear

It is said that before entering the sea

a river trembles with fear.

She looks back at the path she has traveled,

from the peaks of the mountains,

the long winding road crossing forests and villages.

And in front of her,

she sees an ocean so vast,

that to enter

there seems nothing more than to disappear forever.

But there is no other way.

The river can not go back.

Nobody can go back.

To go back is impossible in existence.

The river needs to take the risk

of entering the ocean

because only then will fear disappear,

because that’s where the river will know

it’s not about disappearing into the ocean,

but of becoming the ocean.

Kahlil Gibran

MY POEM OF THE MONTH

Here I Am

Yes, here I am

In my 1955 model body

Sipping hot toddy

But on the inside nothing has changed

It’s all on the outside.

And there I go

Like the old man in a song

Shuffling along

Sure, inside, nothing has changed

But, oh, the outside.

The years have passed

One by one

69 have gone

In less than the blink of an eye

But the changes you can see, tell a lie.

SE

Newly Arrived

Oh No!

And we wonder, if all of this is meant?

If our future is based on how our time has went?

If we were kind to bees?

If we prayed upon our knees?

If we followed his 10 rules?

If we tolerated fools?

And we wonder, if all of this was heaven sent?

To measure our commitment, and how our lives were spent?

Oh no,

Oh no oh no oh no.

SE

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