Thursday, September 27, 2012

Futility of Motion

Oh the animals,
they run and seek shelter,
when it rains;

to drink and bathe,
they jump into the water.

The trees,
they stood still,
no matter how wet the weather,
they stood still,
no matter how dry the weather,
they live longer,
and grow ever still.

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