if we fall, the ground is ready to carry, if we slept the <br />soil is freaky and if we toe to the mud, the whole body <br />will get uneasy <br /> <br />as we go on high life lighted us to fall and as we sip us <br />down the gravity magnetized ourselves living behind no <br />traces of time <br /> <br />life comes in the most splendid moment, we where not <br />the entity of neither the past nor the spirit of the future, but we <br />are the living being of this moment <br /> <br />a time to see of what is today, life to ponder of what will <br />be the presence of the next moment, very elusive to <br />believe yet! a revealing of what life must be for the next <br />tomorrow <br /> <br />though it rain the game is still the final decision, where <br />life as to go on, without fear of no where to end, always <br />see the beauty, nor close your eyes that behind the rain <br /> <br />sun is dawning for you to live...... <br /> <br />- Published 2009/01/26<br /><br />Antonio Liao<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/it-rain-the-baseball-bat-is-not-broken/
