A Garden Amongst The Weeds

A Garden Amongst The Weeds

Saturday, May 28, 2011

When Will We Learn?

     When will we learn?
     Simple things lie all around,
     Only waiting to be found,

     A tiny raindrop on the road
     A little fish, a tiny toad
     A pretty flower, a sunny ray
     A single moment of the day.

     And yet, we strive for greater things,
     things buried deep, and tied with strings.

    When will we learn to live our life in harmony,
     Instead of strife?

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