I am not here
but for the sound
of my breathing.
The inhale,
my companion.
The exhale,
the guard who unlocks
my cell
and commands me
toward the freedom
of silence.
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
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Direct your eye right inward, and you'll find a thousand regions in your mind yet undiscovered. Travel them and be expert in home - cosmography. -Thoreau
2 comments:
perfect for this exact day, and its demands, its graces
bacsi
Perfect
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