Thursday, August 5, 2010

INVERTED SPRUCE.5.8.10

I have gazed
with eyes full of illusions
and relevance together

sitting idle
threshold of reverberating cosmic labyrinth

searching me
somewhere
you left for my moments

the rustic pathways
I have lived
you brought
everlasting effervescence
the fragrance writ large

I have lost the touch
the reality taught me
in toughest ways

the backdrop
you enlightened

I have flied over
often at too mundane crunch
with destiny least defined

Now
I have started
to look again

all what is there
confronting me

with or without
any meaning at all

as if
your steps
have brought
the hitherto unknown
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