Sunday, March 10, 2013


too short in its passing
gave credit to our gladness
and held still for a moment

long enough
for me to rediscover
the country of understanding
in your eyes

as you
got used to the wild
that you encouraged from me

and we walked
hand in hand
into a place i should have
made my own

but never did

lead by a guide
just as blind as i was

but just as willing to learn

forests touch the sun
from far away

and grow fiercely to the winds


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