The Wet Road (standard:poetry, 165 words)
Author: kendall thomas	Added: Dec 16 2000	Views/Reads: 4500/3	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Perception.

~The Wet Road~ 

(for Juanita) 

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The puddles in the wet road are full of stars. 

They are reflected in her eyes. 

To see a heaven while looking down, 

One must see things as they are: 

a wet road that is full of stars, 

Or merely a wet road. 

Juanita sees the stars 

in the of puddles of the wet road. 

They shine in her eyes, 

for she is looking down 

to see a heaven rise from the ground. 

A brown wind blows across last year’s leaves. 

One must see things as they are: 

a wet road that is full of stars, 

or merely a wet road. 

In the morning there are blue flowers 

in the puddles of the wet road. 

Blue flowers and white, fluffy clouds 

that are in heaven by the side of the road. 

Jaunita listens to the heralds 

of spring:  it is not what is, 

but what seems:  a wet road full of stars, 

or merely dreams. 

~Will 


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