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Jade
Contributed by
GinnyWeasley
on
Saturday, 25th January 2003 @ 02:40:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
InspirationalPoems
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Jade,
whisperings of darkened hours tinted green,
Carved out of solid pitch-black flint
That lived within a blood-red shell,
The hurt obscured from the miners eye
within earths constant burning core.
What hid this thing, what blackish lore
Could make this lovely stone to bury
Itself from itself, and the poor lost miner,
Who searches and digs in hopes of exhuming
That which is nearly too far to be reached.
Yet this one sole jade-rock, may it be preached,
That in its gray resolve to hold
The underground court to which it keeps,
Cant hide the most true and apparent fact:
The beauty of its downcast core will not be left unseen
And so on summers day, a bright new keen
Thing shall appear; lovely kindness, sharp of sight,
To see a solemn veiled pebble with a radiant kind of pity
And he, as miner, at once will know
The Jade, the stone, the rock he has is more priceless than gold
And its Hope begins to grow. . .
Copyright ©
GinnyWeasley
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2003-01-25 14:40:00]
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Re: Jade
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by Seikjo on
Monday, 3rd September 2007 @ 02:05:18 PM AEST
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| Oooo if only my English teacher could see you. he's afraid of me and my dark poetry. Like my brother who thinks I'm the Antichrist or just a sadist. But a very good write nevertheless. |
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