Dusty Old Bench

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    Walking down the boulevard,
    Seeing and admiring nature,
    The Whispering Trees and Dancing Flowers,
    I came by a spot and saw,
    A dusty old bench.
    The bench as I saw,
    Was as ancient as the world could tell.

    I came by the bench,
    Felt the crudeness of the bench,
    The beauty in its crudeness,
    Dusted off the rust of leaves that had sitted there for years,
    Then I sat,
    The beginning of revolution.

    Saw beyond what could be seen,
    Thought beyond the thinkable,
    All in One, One in All,
    The miracles of the abandoned dusty bench.
    On this bench,
    Even people found love.
    People found solutions.
    People found peace.
    On this bench,
    I found a new revolution,
    THE RISE OF A NEW ME.

-Holumidey Praise, 2014.

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2 thoughts on “Dusty Old Bench

    Praise Holumidey said:
    October 6, 2014 at 11:08 AM

    thanks lan

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      Christopher responded:
      October 6, 2014 at 1:03 PM

      You’re welcome.
      Sent from my BlackBerry® smartphone, powered by Easyblaze

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