23 March 2009

I dance along the path

lonely emerald fields on either side

I gaze into the distant canyon

and know that I cannot enter


Every star seems to smile down this evening

each one shines its own way

and the world is quiet

it does not know I am here


The crisp air haunts me

its aroma seems too familiar

yes, but under different circumstances

this would be true


there seems to be and end

as the mountain peak swallows up the sky

my perspective is my weakness

outside the world is new…

 

RyanDavid Burningham


 
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