Monday, September 19, 2011
The act of pushing through from beneath and taking a bite of air,
It’s a struggle for sustenance and an inhaling of grace.
Providing no direction in a moment of decision; only confirming that indeed we have reached a crossroads, then moving on to describe the sights of South, and making note of the songs of North.
An unabashed pronouncement of greatness,
and simultaneously a naked exposure of weakness.
Writing is taking and giving,
hiding and emerging.
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