Poetry: The Dialog

Poetry: The Dialog

by Liam

The Teacher spoke,“You friend, are infinitely more than you think.”

Yet, said I,”This dust filled day leaves me parched.”

“ Drink not with your sight, refresh you thoughts in a quiet conversation with God.”

So closing my eyes, my mind was quickened by the fountainhead.

“The dust of today, brings the dew of a new morning.”

Thinking about it, I smile realizing how simple it is to go from despair to joy. This new thought creating a new emotion.

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