Array ( [sid] => 186427 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Behind the White Walls Grew An Apple Tree [time] => 2019-07-23 12:46:38 [hometext] => [bodytext] => I can’t quite be certain just how many times I’ve been here before... and honestly, I’m not sure that it matters.

I can feel the weight in the hour glass shifting, but not to an ending. It’s always the beginning of something.

Each grain representing something sacred within us all.

Sometimes the moments feel long and unending. Some are interrupted by tiny particles of the unexpected. Or simply, matters that we mind, or the matters that we don’t.

But oh, how I feel the wonder of it all coursing through my veins. My very blood a testament to its beauty and unknown.

Perhaps, I’m close to getting this right, and reaching that inner circle. On the other hand, perhaps I don’t want to.

I’m in awe of your wisdom. [comments] => 5 [counter] => 118 [topic] => 11 [informant] => Odessa19 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => ChristianPoetry ) Your Poetry Dot Com - Behind the White Walls Grew An Apple Tree


Behind the White Walls Grew An Apple Tree
Date: Tuesday, 23rd July 2019 @ 12:46:38 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: Odessa19
I can’t quite be certain just how many times I’ve been here before... and honestly, I’m not sure that it matters.

I can feel the weight in the hour glass shifting, but not to an ending. It’s always the beginning of something.

Each grain representing something sacred within us all.

Sometimes the moments feel long and unending. Some are interrupted by tiny particles of the unexpected. Or simply, matters that we mind, or the matters that we don’t.

But oh, how I feel the wonder of it all coursing through my veins. My very blood a testament to its beauty and unknown.

Perhaps, I’m close to getting this right, and reaching that inner circle. On the other hand, perhaps I don’t want to.

I’m in awe of your wisdom.

This poem is Copyright © Odessa19


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