11-14-2011, 02:34 AM
Here is something that I wrote quite recently...
Between the tones of time
And the droplets of rain
Meandering is my past and present
Like a fog in distant hills
Warm snow of mind’s confusion
And spring over the passion plains
I am dissipating into your self
A leap of faith with grace
Thick woods of thoughts dance
Like a silk thread on evening wind
I wish there was nothing else
That I could ever begin
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