Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Like a reinarnation...la radice kind...

In me
Whence you
Reincarnate
Like fate
me becomes
A tree strong
Like a big vast branched
Long wide
And roots mine
Going to the deep...
In search of water...
Minerals...

In me
Whence you
Reincarnate
Like a wait
me becomes
A waiting room
Of a station lone
But big platformed...
And the timetable there
Shows no time
Only red dots
They blink forever...

In me
Whence you
Are born
me gets a birth too...
As if me got honey dew...
From You,
Surely from you...

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