Saturday, July 24, 2010

Alone




Image: bagnino.photosight.ru

Verse: Syn Onym

You sculpted me
leaving not an ounce
extra.
I live
in this heartless world
with the burden
of your gift of
beauty.
My soul cries
out
to the
earth, the sky and
the wind
to give me their expanse.
Only they have
the wisdom
to listen and to give.

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