From the waters
From not knowing
From being neither awake
Nor asleep
From simple awareness
We dragged ourselves
To the shore
To look at the sky
And the grass
And the mountains
With a new vision
And we stood up
And walked beyond
Our heads full of ourselves
We were, we thought,
Separate and free.
But now,when
Insignificance drowns
Our deemed reality
Our tired selves
long to return
To our lost abundance
liv2write2day
August 11, 2011 at 8:26
Creation and recreation. Can be read on multiple levels.
dreamingthruthetwilight
August 11, 2011 at 8:26
Thanks for the visit . Glad you could make some sense of it:-)
Jingle Poetry
August 10, 2011 at 8:26
this is good,
smiles.
thanks for the support along the way.
dreamingthruthetwilight
August 11, 2011 at 8:26
Thank you Jingle.