Come and see
the rivers shelter
each step aged
engraved weight of kin
Forest protecting the old
wood;
Its name is solitude
Its sound is beauty
Only company
Are birds, bugs
possibly fish.
They tell me what to write
not lost in this wilderness
but in creativity
June 10, 2010
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
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