Saturday, May 16, 2009

Loving myself today,
a fresh spirit,
new ideas of freedom...

I hear the mower.
Don't care.
I hear the shower.
Don't care.
I hear the keyboard.

I care.

I hear the road
calling my name.
I hear the the laughter
of sand on the beach.
I hear the heart
of my lover,
beating for me.

My path is turning
as I knew it would have to;
now I see it, the future
more clearly,
and I view it with much

Maybe, but of what
I cannot say,


I never want to leave
a brother behind
without saying 'goodbye.'

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