I watched as I sat
between the trees and the waves
among the sun and wind
the liquid fireworks.
Did time stand still?
was I poised on the ledge of a different universe
where hours are measured in
movement and light
not by tasks completed?
Come to me when I have gone
Remember me in my haste
Sing to me in my labor
For eternity you are.
By Martha Olson
Minnesota, USA
All Rights Reserved.
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antiqueclipart.com.
Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin 
My favorite poems are the ones that raise me up, like this one did.
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Hi Cerinthe,
We thank you for your Comment. I’m sure Martha will see it too!
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Hi Cerinthe, It’s an honor to think that my words lifted another this day! Thanks so much for your comment!
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