Trail of tears….
To stay or rise or fall and face the fall
Faded energy
Along the trail
In the moment it has to be
All the way in the carnival
Of symbolizing bewilderment
And festive movements
In the trace of a thought
And you as my rock
Each and every rock that
I hold to when I walk
The love
the moment –
The place I stay.
The place I go.
The place I walk.
April 27, 2011 at 9:54 PM
Thanks for posting this. I enjoyed reading it very much. Reading and writing poetry relaxes me and I think it’s soothing for the soul. Great job.
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