What am I? I'm changing to.... - 01 May 2006
Freedom.
Requiem to my sorrow
Tells me to belong
With the campfire,
With the green grass,
With the circle of holding hands.
Belong with wind,
And the sounds of time.
Meditate with her
Whispers with the breeze.
It’s gone to my head,
My aura has changed.
Slept into death,
Another kiss,
I put down my fists,
And decide what’s best.
What am I?
Poetry by John Ashleigh
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Written on 2006-05-01 at 18:59
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