
01-12-2012, 12:39 AM
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‘Eylan
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Join Date: Jan 2012
Location: UK
Posts: 115
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Mika
A waterfall of tears,
flowing, falling,
saturating,
the pillowed landscape.
Murmurs muffled,
weeping softly escaping.
Washing away all that has been,
passaged by.
Stilled waters stagnate,
dried up putrifying bitters,
unfit for plant, animal or man.
Water cleanses,
relinquishing
everescent element
downpours and torrents,
refreshing,
parched mired clay.
2012
the spirit of this poem is such that it would be better sung in Na'vi
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Very nice poem Mika.
Strangely premonitory considering today's depressing anouncement.
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