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Walk through sand
I am born into what I am
freed from imaginary misery and pain,
The chain of desert was a mirror
of longing for the hidden crown
and now there's no "It was late".
I went far these last two years,
but non of mine I thought I lost
I just berried it in the sand.
After a walk through
I saw I was one with its name,
where I lay my hands in ground and
warm sand.
It was the same place but maybe
this time for sure I loved what I am.
It came in its splendor
the coronation way.
I came near after years
of soft, blind, and silent thirst
for the water in the sand.
When I approached near
the source of the silence what I am
and there inside was a crown
to be held.
I picked all I had have and it is waiting for me
and I saw the light near poking the back of my head,
it was always there.
So the sand just melted and the crown was as before
mine and filled with silver delight,
it was what I am, always here, always the same.
Post je objavljen 02.09.2009. u 09:46 sati.