A Collection of Poems - 3. The Sun Sometimes Rises

The Sun Sometimes Rises

We're on our way, come my friend!
The path is open to us and to those
Who are ready to storm
The sunlit truth.
We'll sail endlessly
Towards shores we've never seen
Since there's nothing left to discover.
We're not a new breed to dig
We're those no one can stop
We are eternity
We are the universe's parents
We are the secret passages
We are the wind blowing everyday
We are the living cells
We are billions of tons of carbon
We are hydrogen also
We are the living flow of eyes watching
We are the greedy grasshoppers
We are the stream in the veins
We are Betelgeuse
We are Méricourt l'Abbé
We are the words that resound
We are the lost meaning
We are some pterodactyl
We are a rainforest
We are the Pacific Ocean
We are the simmering stew
We are the jackal's eardrums
We are the body fluids
We are the bones we are the dust
We are the morning dew
We are the dead ones' spirits
We are the whole limestone
We are the never ending laughter
We are the hammer on the anvil
We are the voice that rings
We are the dried up fountains
We are the fast mountain stream
Come push the limits
For nothing resists to they who are all.