Thursday, April 25, 2013

Let hold

hand slips from grip...

grasping onto
those moments
sparkling in rays of light

that reach into
the heart of the sea

fallen moments
below the water's surface
rest in the flow...

are secure
in the cool moist depths
beyond today's breaths

knowledge sinks
into the heart

that neither
hand, nor paw,
nor tendril, nor claw,

nor fin, nor rocky
precipice can hold on to

something ever changing

it's the bold who
love ever change...

the wise who love that
which remains


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