As a tree releases a leaf, my stride flows endlessly along my journey without you~
You are in the distance where the road splinters, my reach never too far, yet I am unable to grasp the uprooted bond that once flourished in fruitful benevolence~
My tears are like shards of understanding, I am limited only by the gnarled, intricate wreckage my awareness concludes~
Send me to the field of easeful grace, So I can lay in the feathery, mossy embrace of possibilities.
Karla Arce © 04/14/2009
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