Eli J Tod - When Time Stops

The word

“Love”

Is vastly overrated.

To say that

Simple

Word

To another being

Is to reveal the soul

Utterly.



Always

There will be

One

Who can stop

Loving

And keep

Living.



The Sun

Loves

The Flower

For its beautiful upturned face

So innocent and pure.

The Blossom

Loves

The Sun

For its warm golden rays,

Key to its survival.



Mid-Spring

The Flower blooms

Nurtured by

Gentle

Rays.

Summer,

Progresses.

The flower is

More beautiful

Each passing day.

Autumn,

Swept in

With cool winds,

The Flower

Clinging by a thread

Desperate for life.

Winter

Snow falls

Silent

Covering the corpse

Properly,

Giving relief

To the Sun’s

Distress.



Now the Sun shines

Merrily

Through the frosted window panes,

Throwing rainbows on the floor

Eagerly awaiting

The next

Fragile bloom

To nurture.

Waiting

For time to stop.

Eli J Tod

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