Archive for September, 2012


Love is a feeling

which must flow without thinking

If you have to think

is this love, that I’m feeling

there is no flow, thus no love

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As nightfall begins

I always pray it won’t break

since dawn does each day

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Leaves fall from the tree

but they always land softly

then wind picks them up

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The wind is so cool

never does he put on airs

it’s just who he is

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You give

they take

you thrive

You hold tight

they let go

you fall

You stay

they fly

you are lost

They wander

you search

though not for them

They return

 you journey on

they become still

Your eyes close

you see through

they see you