I’d love to put in words
Those feelings that reside
Within the smallest gestures
Unfolding inner life
They wash our eyes with truth
And make each moment fresh
As if the fabric of reality
Made known its hidden threads
Dismantling our sureness
Our grip to steady comfort
Once we get to see our shoes
From another’s point of view
I quite feel as an abstraction
Made concrete in your dear thoughts
As your dear thoughts are abstractions
Of the world view that you’ve got
The bigger picture seems not one
Of morality or judgment
If who you are you chose to be
Gulp the path to where that leads
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Thursday, October 9, 2008
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