Monday, January 19, 2015

Exhale



• Exhale • 


Going through it 


The long duration of dark 


The cold winter night 


The silent day 


When will I know my reason 


When can I enter into peaceful solitude 


Life is but a blink of the eye 


A bat of the lash 


If you want to know 


I'm chasing the wind 


And will soon be mown down 


By the sharp blade 


Come on spring 


Make me new again 


I set and wait for both 


Anonymous

2 comments:

goatman said...


I wonder why someone would write this and not take credit.

Guess that adds to the attraction.

Oberon said...

...i think you're right...anonymous makes it more mysterious !