Without the breasts of earth and sky
A living soul will cringe and die
To walk alone on barren ground
A heart will cry, without a sound
Along with sun and freshened airs
A mind can heal, compassion cares
And dampened spirit can rebound
To bring it up and back around
Into the light of living days
Away from saddened, rainy haze ...
Without the earth beneath our shoes
No sun or moon can best bemuse
The life we hold so dear and near
Would only be an empty tear
So thankful is the heartened one
To live and laugh, beneath the sun ...
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Author Notes
Each day is a blessing, for the most part, until someone steps into your world and tears it apart. We have to try and live anyway. Thank you for reading and to cmeyers for this gorgeous photo.
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