20 November 2011

The words, my path

I carve through literature
like a blade through a curve
A delicate approach
filled with precision and concentration

I seek not only to learn
but also to experience
I want to walk the paths
these words lay bare before me

They beckon,
come to me.
I wander softly, wonder how
in my dreams I do not know

To whom I whisper
'where, or where do my dreams go?'

1 comment:

  1. hey,
    i mentioned you in my blog today
    smile
    brian

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