Monday, July 16, 2007

Like the shadow, you are.


A poet you are in the making annan...

Like the shadow, you are.
Follow me, my dear.

The past has been disastrous,
your hopes were so lustrous,
but never fulfilled.

Pain is in the passing,
sorrow seems outlasting,
above certainity.

Forgive thy opressor his folly,
it can only give you worry,
without recourse.

As the present leaves you scorched,
you can still hold onto the torch,
of perseverance.

Melodies bubble forth from the fountain,
breathtaking views beyond that mountain,
just abide.

...a picture can speak a thousand words...

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