A Sip

March 4, 2016

The world ventures onward

Closing in on its own wrath

The road less travelled

Has become our only path

The candle still burns

The bird keeps it a flame

With a calm breeze

Carried under the bird's wing

The light still calms the night

As the dawn still rises

The light lights the sky

The one we push towards

We reach

 

I look all around

I reach to the heavens

My body touches the sky

My mind wanders around

I sip a taste

The one I hold in my hand

The ground forces me to drop it

Spilling it to the ground

I touch everything
 

 

 

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