A man struggling to find inner peace after tragedy strikes. Inspired by a mud puddle.
All day long, and forever
I could stand and watch you
Gawking, Gazing
Sitting, Staying
I watch your beauty and your grace
Flowing like a river
Thunderous skies and crashing waves
Tear me away from you
Though I have been drawn away
I will return to one day.
I am gone, but you have stayed
Torn and raped by humankind
you will never be the same
I have lost you
Oh sweet love of mine
Return to me forever
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