November 23, 2006

Beyond the wall of self,
past the veil of eternity,
where the spring of creation flows...

we sip,
we conceive,
we determine...

all that will be...

deterministic urges
choosing the new way
fearful pain scourges
leap into the new day

in the sweet place of stillness
consider for a time
and choose
to love

Type: Poetry

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