"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Wednesday, August 18, 2010


If your desire can be caught and domesticated
You were without it to begin with
There should be a wildness in your soul
That stirs you to want something with
Such urgency you can’t rest until it is met
Desire can not be satisfied with maybe
Or a weak replica of the dream in the heart
Gather your hope your want your need
Keep persevering until you have what you seek


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