Spirit Date: Sunday, 5th April 2015 @ 01:45:16 AM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: blossomwriter The seasons change and time dies go by, but your heart is never gone; you did not die. Your spirit reigns over a thousand rivers. You're the warmth when the darkness shivers. You are the sovereign winds glorifying the skies. You are the starlit tears in a million eyes. Soft moons who echo on a treetop canopy, the shelter who guards the peasant vanity. Seeds who spread their naturedly winds that fly, my heart who echoes in the midnight sky. Through the lilacs and honeysuckles a tender bliss, you are the spirit, when I think of this. This poem is Copyright © blossomwriter Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=180927