So it was raining gently this morning and as I was thinking I came up with this little poem. I hope you enjoy it. 😀
Rain is peacefully pattering down,
It suits my mood,
As it washes away
the impurities of my heart…
The gentle pattering
is not like Heaven’s crying,
But as if the Heaven’s are
Cleansing the Earth,
Watering and revitalizing its resources…
Cooling hot tempers.
Helping those whom cry,
to hide their tears.
Those who are sad,
to feel as though someone knows their pain.
And calming the hearts of all others…
This piece I wrote when there was a lot of natural disasters and fighting going on in the world. And I thought about when there are disasters many people pull together to help on another even if its people they don’t know or wouldn’t associate themselves with normaly. So its then that you see the true humility of people and their caring and benevolent side.In a sense I also found it sort of ironic too because for some its not what they would normally do and yet when put in these situations they act more on instict than anything else.
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Peace and Tragedy:The picture that made me think a lot
How is it…
Peace and tragedy,
walk had in hand together.
When I look back,
Its so strange,
How we didn’t help each other…
Till something chaotic hits us…
Then we put out a lending hand,
Saying, “Doyou need help?”
“Together we’ll survive, but alone we’ll die!”
peace
Ooo…
How is it…
Peace and tragedy,
walk had in hand together,
When I look back,
Its so strange,
How we didn’t help each other…
Doesn’t everyone always say,
That there’ll be a day,
When everybody walks on this Earth,
Equally, and hand in hand,
No more hurting, no more hating, no more murdering or raping,
Elizabeth Han Hopkins 