Ruminations
59
Not every stream
Runs the course
The mountain wished it would;
Not every flower
Blooms up straight
The way the bee would have liked it to.
Yet,
The mountain yields to the flowing stream and the bee to the blooming flower.
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I have to say that was good....... i like the length of your poems... quite hard to say so much in so few words, hey you attracted the man above also ....... you two would get on well, maybe you know each other already... brilliant work anyway and such wisdom....
Thank you, Not Telling. Appreciate your feedback.
Hey Brenda,
Thanks again. Glad you liked it. And yes, thankfully someone did find the poem interesting enough to leave a comment :)
I know we have different styles of expressions from reading some of your poems (and i am a little ashamed to say that I did not always leave a comment - though I am working at changing that...learning from experience and all that :)), so its really nice to know that you liked it. Look forward to reading more from you.
"Brevity", Juhi, "is the soul of wit" and you, dear hubber have mastered it. Beautifully said and beautiful picture. Loved it.
Not Telling 2 years ago
A wise poem