Blowing
Wind blows
lungs filled
mind full of dreams past
one foot in one foot out
holding onto a string of life
follow rivers open space
mind clear on walking paths
depths of empty thoughts
no more to be desired
looking into a glass field
seeing threw I see my life
wasteful is what I see
life was empty in me
looking through a dark veil
where did life go
I say farewell.
R.L.R
10/13/2011
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