i was writing a poem, and was advised to add more to it. so here it is.
The tips of the Sun's fingers touched the lake,
Little Diamonds dance, over the water in a wake.
A Breeze races across the skies,
Spreading gossip; lies.
The Weeping Willow tossing its arms in dance,
Beautiful, even at a glance.
Shadows join the Willow's Dance
Over the Water's stance
Feet thud over the packed earth;
The Earth's very heart beat
In joyful Murth
Come to meet
At the Lake's Edge
The Waves licked at the Shore
Tasting the Sand
Listening to the Band
That was the Sound of the Earth Breathing
That sound that was never ceasing
The heart beat
The sound of feet
The breeze blowing
The Sun glowing
Life, breathing
never ceasing
tell me what you think
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