• 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:
I wonder why someone would write this and not take credit.
Guess that adds to the attraction.
...i think you're right...anonymous makes it more mysterious !
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