Monday, December 23, 2013

The path

by devpremium.devianart.com

…when I’ve returned
too fast / fetched / the fuel
toward
the body/ become/ boiling / bowl
to adjust

it took the hours
to iron the cramps,
a headache,
sore eyes,
weak muscles,
stiff joins,
numb thighs…
sighing…
realized
a contrast –

my earthy plane-
fragile:
slow/ soughs / sighs,
angels surround,
assisting to surpass -
guiding / gliding / gracefully
through the path
to pick scattered gifts
I've lost / living / losing the light /
lying,
declining the will
I’ve brought to the life,
crossed by Libra scales
once…

6 comments:

  1. Ugg had all of those things at my see with my crummy body

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  2. and this is the path we walk. all, eventually...nit bit of allit here and there in this...

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  3. Beautiful and passionate poem. Many thanks.

    Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to you and yours!

    Greetings from London.

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    1. Thanks for visitin! Merry Christmas to you!

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  4. Wonderful, exquisite!
    Searching for beauty and find hope
      Merry Christmas and Happy New Year 2014! Hugs from Spain. Leovi.

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  5. Beautifully expressed and written. Merry Christmas.

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