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Costa Rica poems

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Airplane

A sterile tube

 above the clouds

roars on through the air,

lifted high above the earth

by the grace of fervent prayers.

 

Behind me and this steel rod

dawns a radiant Sun,

that spreads it’s warm and golden arms

across a separate world:

White,

Clean,

Pure.

The End
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SilverEye You're currently reading the poem Costa Rica poems, which was posted on Apr 3, 2010 by SilverEye.

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"A poem from my Easter vacation trip to Costa Rica."

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