In The Untouched Wilderness

by Sparks   Aug 17, 2007


Through searing cold and howling rain
Unprotected, un-nurtured, in hostile darkness
You suck up your life, and break your shell
The moment of truth, of glory
The first sense of life, of innocence
As you first explore your surroundings
You know it, you've done it, you're born

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  • 17 years ago

    by oddi tea

    Greatly written! It is enough to get anyone up and ready for a protest against those wo cut down forests.

  • 17 years ago

    by Helen

    Oooo nice!! as i like to say hot on the spot :) which means in my world SUPER DUPER!!! NICE.....

    its also has a nice rythem to it as you read :D

  • 17 years ago

    by Finalgravedigger

    That was a great poem i wish i could write nature poem i try but cant 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by needing a miracle

    Very nice

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