Monday, August 31, 2009

Words of Creation

Blowing flowers
maybe willows
maybe poppies
or sunflowers
spreading seeds
that grow ivy
around iron gates
that provide beauty
to casted elements
from all life revolves
and all life evolves
just without adaption
playing with the words of creation
cohabitation
lacking
in sustentation
but this is neither
salvation
or damnation
just seeds in
the ground
of iron gates
blow just to wait

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