The Poetry of Brad O'Brien

Yes on occasion I am still inspired to write. I will share my poetry, new and old, with you here as I have time to transcribe it. Please enjoy and comments are always welcome.

Tuesday, October 25, 2005

The Wind in the Trees

The wind is blowing through the trees
it tells them where to go.
and though you cannot see it,
its presence it can show.
The man who looks with just his eyes,
is no more than what he sees.
But those who see without their eyes,
the world is there's to be.
So hear this and believe,
for truths are rarely seen.
They are only heard or felt,
or told to you in a dream...

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