Hang Son Doong
And the earth heaved a sigh
when I came into knowing
what is yet to come
. . . . . . . .before time was time
I’ve felt the fall of rain
the warmth of sun
as it lolled across the sky
teased my face
and my shallows with life
tender roots
that plucked at my skin
and tickled my soul
. . . . . . . .and you thought to look
tread gently as you go
there’s much much more
you’re not ready to know
. . . . . . . .I’ve kept secrets
from Autumn Sky Poetry DAILY, March 30, 2015 —by O.P.W. Fredericks
Video courtesy of Ryan Deboodt
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