domingo, 20 de junho de 2010

My Poems: what is happiness

what is happiness

I walk on a bubbly little field
arms open to what I might find
hidden in there

I’ve been taken
by what is safe and sacred
and I’m always returning

beyond my reach
there’s a child
speaking to herself
mumbling words of wisdom

but I do reach out to touch her hand
as she accepts my doubts
and smiles a dead smile

“there’s nothing left to do but run” she says

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