Saturday, November 27, 2010

Rickety stillness

My breathes
Jiggles to the smell
Of the scented rose
That lay bare the scent.
A moment of twist
A brief stillness I steal.
Beyond rational
The wind sweeps cool
All over spreading the gentle cold
A brief stillness in time
I steal again.

A relief
A sigh
The contemporaneity somnambulism
Life smiles, and I chuckle,
My walk continues
Searching a right path to tread.

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1 comment:

  1. I love those moments, moments when time seems to stop. I love the stillness