The Perfumes of Life

May 2, 2008
By yasmine boiragee, Arlington, VA

I am the sun,

because i run,

through the fields of glory

and shame,

the tales that blame,

the youth, the people who came,

from the lands to the seas,

from the hive go the bees.

Soaring,

flooring,

lurring through the streets,

the beats,

that greets

the note that repeats.

that speaks...



to the earth, the wind, the fire,



the black, the white, to exist, to expire,

the body, the soul, the mind,





I find,

us unkind,

rewind!

and STOP!



Let yourself immerse,

in all that which is diverse,

and inhale the perfumes of life.


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