once lived a green tree
happy and young
but a leaf
thought 'ts been caged
broke away
resisting the flowing wind
flew north n south
accustomed and habituated
the pain now
gradually sinking in
breath gradually dampening
twas alone and lost
dried and broke
what has it lost
what has it lost..
just taking life as it unfolds, finding answers to truths untold, striving hard to talk to my heart and soul, and trying to figure out - this mystic society and my inhumane role
Sunday, March 6, 2011
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