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The sound the surrounds
resounding in a noise.
The song I sing when my heart
is filled with gladness, sadness.
The one thought
that rings in my head when I wonder
with every word being said
"Does it go on forever or is it dead?"
This poem is very thought provoking for me, because I had heard that sounds never die...they just keep moving outward. I had wrote this poem while playing my guitar and listening to a bunch of teenagers talk trash about each other. I couldn't help but think...will the sound of my music be carried on with the sound of their negativity?
You shine like the Moon fully in bloom
Glowing high above the nights sky, you radiate me with LOVE.
I drive through this city of lights so bright.
These buildings, walls and trees eclipse your night light.
But I know
Yes
That you're there.
I know
Yes
behind everything you are there.
I STILL know
that even when I can't find you
because I've changed direction and you seem further
away than you actually are...
you are there.
Like the Moon fully in bloom.
I wrote this while driving through Portland, Oregon one night when the Moon was full, huge and captivating. It reminded me of the presence and promise of God the father.

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