Move On

The vegetation emits the habitat of the living and,
The colour of the sky means love to me;
But time and tide waits for no man.
I am living as simple as the church rat but,
With wisdom like the spider nearer to you;
For there can be miracles when you believe in it.
True life is beautiful so,
Move on with your dreams to touch the one you love;
And like a titanic clash with nature.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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