As my light becomes dark

I intertwine my words and vision into woven light

Monday, March 11, 2013


My heart is open
And all I was, is shown
The ripple of doubt
Flows in and out of my shore
Dampening the sands of self
The dreams seep into my mind
As the sun and moon cross paths
The notes of my tune 
Empty from my mouth
Like a hollow strumming noise
My offering 
Is given up

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