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Warm breeze against my skin,

Rustles my hair.

Trees sway to the beat.

Birds glide to the beyond.

Still,

Life is grand.

Blades of grass beneath my feet,

Bask in the sun.

Armies of green feeding,

Within the small cities.

Still,

Life is grand.

A city is dying now,

losing water.

The armies now dead, no food

To support city life.

Still,

Life is grand.

Plus and Neutral orbited

By Minus.

A minus is shared, allows

stability within.

Still,

Life is grand.

The Moon shines upon me,

bright and full.

Pinpricks of light riddle

The dark shroud of all.

Still,

Life is grand.

to our point.

It gives us the tides and

It splits night and day.

Still,

Life is grand.

The Force brings together the

points of light

That create the masses

of titanic might.

Still,

Life is grand.

At the center of masses lies

Infinite darkness.

The Force condensed

to the point of nothing.

Still,

Life is grand.

The titanic masses pulled

by the force

glide through the all

and even to the beyond.

Still,

Life is grand.

All the while, He watches

his creation.

Knowing all of it,

Loving all of it.

Because of Him,

Life is grand.

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Posted by Egoist 2008-05-03 14:23:29 .... Wow, a brilliant poem. In the beginning I would have never thought it would have reached in end in that manor. Life is quite grand indeed. The words were used perfectly and the imagery is excellent. I liked how it practically zoomed out of everything until it reached its destination, and I liked the talk of the Force and Titanic Masses. Truly excellent, a very enjoyable read. + Report this comment
Posted by Tom Shandruk 2008-05-04 10:57:56 .... thanks so much! + Report this comment

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