Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Stronger

A gentle breeze
The moon’s gentleness
And the velvety night

A few words and everything turned around

The wind whips
The moon's too bright
And the night fearful

Life summed up in a few lines he said
So much had occurred
What all he had stood

Enlightenment he said, he gained
Became stronger, became wiser
Realized he had become what he was not

Learns everyday, realizes there is something more

Stands up straight as the wind whips
Looks at the harsh moon light
And walks into the fearful night

1 comment:

Zephyr said...

u never fail to amaze me... :-)