Akiane, 7 yrs
God's Bells
I slipped on the mirror
full of faces
I thought not of the future
or the places
Hearts of pleasure
filled with dances
The noise again
controlled the answers
The words were gone
to change the smells
God dropped into my life
the bells
The blind spoke to mutes
the mute beheld the blind
Under heavenly bridge
gushed streams of pride
http://artakiane.com/akiane_poetry.htm
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God's Bells
I slipped on the mirror
full of faces
I thought not of the future
or the places
Hearts of pleasure
filled with dances
The noise again
controlled the answers
The words were gone
to change the smells
God dropped into my life
the bells
The blind spoke to mutes
the mute beheld the blind
Under heavenly bridge
gushed streams of pride
http://artakiane.com/akiane_poetry.htm
http://artakiane.com/home.htm
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