I carve
my journey
through fields of flowers
through cold deserted desert nights
through cool running waters I step lightly
through forests that close overhead
my feet hug the ground
of life's uncertain
path
certain only
that it would lead me to you
if but for a moment
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ReplyDeleteVery much like too... but from my own painful experiences, (I actually published a book with this particular error, missed by me, my editor and my publisher)... a dessert is yummy, sweet and preferably chocolate... a desert is a dry and sandy place, hot in the day and cold at night. (Or is it the other way around?)
ReplyDeleteThanks Xantu (what does your name mean btw?)
ReplyDeleteAm too much in my head to be editing and I have found I can't script anything but strange rambling verse (hopefully distinct from the strange rambling short-bloggy-essays I usually turn out)
I kinda like this one too - actually SFP I was thinking of you when I wrote it!
xx JaT