Friday, February 15, 2008

que sara sara

Ponder ponder ponder as random thoughts collide
while a tree stands forlorn and with unspoken pride
am i the soil earth promises, lands easily ventured
or river that meanders, emotions like flowing water
am i the wind beneath those wings, of air unsettling
candleflame bushfire dancing, desires accelerating
in my name bears metal yet a myraid of nature so me
perhaps perhaps perhaps what will be will it really be

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