Wednesday, March 23, 2011


I call upon an entity without knowledge of need,
My path is shown leading through the swaying reed.
Water consumes all fear as trembling steps advance,
All thoughts erase from mind in ripple induced trance.
How can I learn from a natural wonder,
The winds grow stronger, whispers of dragging asunder.
I see no choices as I travel this blank slate, an unconscious state,
Life takes me where it must, with guidance of angelic fate.

"Zenaida macroura"

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