Gods Creature


Spring is late this year

Again the weather is fine and clear.

The sun is coming out to bring forth

the wonders of the day.

The morning is about to begin.

There is something happy on the way.

I stand tall and erect not even fully awake

with a mysterious feeling

That I belong at home

At immortality.It gets kind of lonely;

Lonesomeness from words

And their final meanings.

A tongue without noise,

An ear to noiseless sound,

Nothing can be harmed.

Merely being here means something.

I'm here with inner peace,

ecstatic with emotion,

Holding self conversation,

In an easy breath of air,

Happy to accept myself

As Gods creature.

Comments 4 comments

Edward Snyder 6 years ago

Beautiful Rudy, as always...will share this link

Debra 6 years ago

Very nice poem.

Jante  6 years ago

Nice 4 thumbs up ; )

mikeq107 6 years ago

beautiful 2 thumbs up!!!!!

Mike :0)

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