Monday, June 17, 2013

Poem 4:


Perspective


Glass
Half Empty
I must go searching
Until I find more

Trek
Over Mountains
Desert sands turn time
But the sun stands still

Heat
Suffocating
I must do what they say
Until I succeed

Man
In the Moon
The one I am too blind to see
Hands me the Universe

Press
Rewind button
On the control over time
Back to the Beginning

Glass
Half Full
My thirst now quenched
I need not more

All
Was right there
Beginnings happen every day
Half full like yin and yang

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