Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Prevalence
Decipher my thoughts
which penetrate the mind.
Coagulate the even flow,
curb the feeling.
Strange times make you strong,
but I don't want to struggle
till I survive.
I am the doer,
the benefactor.
I don't need a reason,
I don't worry about the end,
I don't believe in destiny.
I'm the seeker
of zen,yen,
of pleasures immaterial.
Wish I could be a disembodiment,
constitute free spirit,
full of zest.
Wish I could be fragile,
to blow with the wind
and the breeze.
Wish I could be the cloud that cushions the moon,
and the night with stars in my eyes,
so close to me,
so divine.
To live like the queen bee,
with sweetness around me.
All the flowers that smile
and all the fragrance that surrounds me.
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