Converse with yourself
From the mountains of introspection
Yell and see the echo
Flow across the
Blank inviting face
Laid before you.
Sit awhile observing the dreamscape.
Climb to heights you create with
Frail fingers.
Eden is new with each thought.
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Saturday, May 1, 2010
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