noble is her patience

some bodies can only bear so much of the light,
and there are miseries who only pray for endings
quick releases from the struggle to find the doors
rest, these souls, they only want rest and gifts
but the gift is the traveling from where you are
and the destination is a beginning all over again
true life is a never-ending adventure of adventures
stay the moments where you can watch a rainbow smile
or see a great waterfall collapse into roaring stream
for you can see how nature rests and how she moves,
how noble is her patience as she rises to only fall
the people leaving her, remaining within their walls
peepholes in their doors to watch as she carries on.

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