Poem, SagasThe rains March 12, 2019 Nascent Ederren As clouds will part and heavens fall, That which is parched beneath it all, Will open wide with warm embrace, And take all in without a trace, Those waters flowing from on high, To nourish what reaches for the sky. A quick response. Share this:TwitterFacebookMoreLinkedInRedditTumblrPinterestLike this:Like Loading... Related Published by Nascent Ederren Fantasy novel writer and storyteller. View all posts by Nascent Ederren
I enjoyed that the two most noticeable interpretations of this poem each fit its words perfectly. LikeLiked by 1 person
Sometimes they fit like pieces falling in place. Other times they fit because a hammer has made it so. LikeLiked by 1 person
I enjoyed that the two most noticeable interpretations of this poem each fit its words perfectly.
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Sometimes they fit like pieces falling in place. Other times they fit because a hammer has made it so.
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