crossing a bridge and looking down at the tracks in the snow.
sometimes my dreams take me above my self
and i see
the scatter of my life with the same distance
connecting and drawing the lines of all that has passed
while comfortably unsure of where i came from
and where i am going
3 comments:
A picture says more than a thousand words, or so they say. Sometimes an image and words marry beautifully, though.
life is a journey indeed..what pattern would it make if drawn on out on paper i wonder..you have instilled an idea for a sunday afternoon steven thank you!!
That last line, yes.
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