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Great Poem

Writes With Pencils

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On those days when I feel low,
powerless
small and insignificant as
flotsam upon the waves of inevitability

I will stand tall
stretch my legs
and lengthen my spine to full height
as I remember that I
am an equal to the sun—

as solid as a mountain range
as rooted as an ancient redwood
as free as outstretched falcon wings
as ethereal as a summer cloud
as lithe as a blade of grass

— when I feel its rays,
its energy, warmth, and light
I will know that they
have travelled more than
ninety million miles
to this place
across empty space
through earth’s atmosphere
to my face, my chest, my planted body
where they meet the end of their journey
just three feet from the ground.

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Written by Adrian G R Scott

Adrian G R Scott lives in the Rivelin Valley, Sheffield, he is a poet , writer and amateur photographer. For more www.adriangrscott.com He has studied theology, organisation development and is now working on a PhD in English and Creative Writing at Sheffield University. He has written two books of poetry, one of prose and edited a collection of Poetry by the two writing groups he facilitates. After suffering a breakdown in 2014 he has undergone Jungian Analysis for the last two years. He also facilitates Rites of Passage for men and is fascinated by the stories and poetry that come from holy scriptures, fairy tales and other major world religions. He is especially interested in how we find our way through the world with the help of such stories and poems. ​ His books are available at Buy Books

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