" flower in winter
soon to wither
a life in stone
to see it in bloom
whither do we bemoan?
sleep well april showers,
if ever in winter december
the snow's beauty veiled by cold.
do not mind the unmoving white
tip it over, let it fall once more "
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Sunday, November 21, 2004
random thoughts: a take on life
the walls are indifferent with their unnerving white
it's a overcast sky with a stream of light
cautiously through the panes it slips
an unfamiliar guest 'tween the walls
no sound came from the thief as it crept across the room
no sound came from the room; it kept watch
life is like a cookie jar, dont get your hand stuck in it.
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