rm_harshawj 51M
761 posts
9/14/2005 10:58 pm

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm


Wide open skies,
The universe awaits,
No time for whys,
Just our two fates.

So many options,
But who really cares,
No matter the decisions,
Whatever the prayers.

Floating in heaven,
Swimming in chance,
Carried on a divan,
Impaled on a lance.

Still moving forward,
Creeping on my knees,
Waiting for any word,
But it myself I must please.

Should I rely on myself,
Will you help me along,
To rest in a delf,
I may be so very wrong.

Alone I must crawl,
To make a life again,
From the ditch myself I haul,
Old ideas now slain.

keithcancook 60M
17718 posts
9/17/2005 8:12 am

You are quite the expressive one harshawj! I did have to go and look up the word delf. I learned something new today so thank you.

PS: I learned that this word is not in the dictionary!

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