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I created this while sitting in an exam room after completing my paper with time to spare. |
| On a piece of crumpled paper, She draws. Bamboo shoots rising out of white Forest floors. Her life in that moment Is black and white And shades of grey. Her life is in those shoots Tall, slender and bowing in the breeze. They represent a side of her That is free and young Young, but wise For as a bamboo grows, The more it learns And it forever is one with nature. The creation flows through its hollow trunks, Feeding it with energy. Can you feel the oneness of life As you gaze upon their magnificence? Do you feel their beauty? Are you wrapped in wonder As you sketch branches and leaves That sing melodies in the wind And whisper mysteries at night? Look upon them and remember That they are just an example Of the greatness and beauty of this Everlasting energy (and creation). |