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Spirit Of The Sands

Spirit Of The Sands

Sun beats relentlessly on to the swathes of gold,

On shimmering crests of beauty few eyes behold.

Many dare not enter vastness where life clings on,

But those who do appreciate all that is to be won !

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Engulfed by a creation which broadens the mind,

There, isolation allows one to leave excess behind.

Scorched by day, shivering with the onset of night,

Enhanced faith comes as harshest terrain you fight !

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Realizing where you stand in this miraculous design,

Leaves impressions to stay until the end of your time.

No one can adequately explain what this land bestows,

But a love for its wholly uncompromising nature grows !

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linda wright

excellent poetry linda i like the visual as well

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Deborah Evans

Hi Richard I love everything about this poem 
the subject matter the picture you choose 
and the subtle  message I think you make a comparison 
of the harsh terrain  where life clings on, as in hard times in life 
where you try to hang on through difficult times (my interpretation):-)
I like the positivity at the end 
A Great write! 
Best wishes Debs
 

 

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Richard Waters

Pleased you found so much in my poem ! 

Hug.  :)

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Richard Waters

So glad you like this and find it easy to relate to !

Best wishes to you as always !  :)

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