The morning light
encases you,
packages you in your
youth-like-elasticity.
Your geometry,
angles with curves that
shed light on the difference between
understanding and experiencing.
It seems it is here
that life lives amongst no answers.
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March 30, 2011 at 10:07 pm
Cindy
Nice one, BFG.
April 1, 2011 at 8:26 am
BFG
Thanks Cindy and thanks for reading.
April 16, 2011 at 7:39 pm
Shelli Carlisle
It seems it is here
that life lives amongst no answers.
great lines, so true
April 17, 2011 at 9:05 am
Jingle
very delightful one.
well done.