Lost

Lost

A Poem by walt whitman

I found Him today-

I stepped on to my porch and

He embraced my soul with

a warm kiss-

a breeze

that brought natures

Perfume along

the scents swirling around me

until it reached my nose.

the sound of the leaves chiming

against each other

as if He was saying

“welcome”

I was home

 

© 2008 walt whitman


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great expression! i like the effect of leaves chiming against each other like bells... unique :)

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Posted 15 Years Ago


this is lovely

I don't doubt it at all

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Posted 15 Years Ago



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