Sunday, March 15, 2009

Fruit of Life

once in my shadow

I stepped on your image

I covered your face and rested my feet on your heart

I decided you knew

I decided you understood

I decided I could go

I knew you’d still know

could you expect a wild flower

not to blow in the wind

did you expect my petals to stay planted on the stem

I followed my door

but I choose to ignore

all the beauty possessed inside

sorrow and sparrows took my seeds and I surrendered my soul

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