SNOWFLAKE
Wish I was a snowflake....
floating
amidst the sky.....
seeing
all the world down here....
through
lil snowflake eyes....
how
wondrous to glimpse a view......
from
way up high above....
alas....me
only has the woods round me....
as
if a grounded dove ~
visions
born of chains that bind....
chains
that keep my soul....
visions
born of loves torment....
the
dreams left.....untold ~
dreams
are born right here....
....in
loves lost lament....
souls
deeply searching....
....so
the tool of torment ~
for
what....that this life had offered me...
all
precious to behold....
and
having holden them, ...what...
the
dreams left untold....
in
guises gray..... these chains brought me here....
uncovering
within myself...
this
treasure ~
or
wasteland....
let
each decide for himself....
If
the chains that bind....
truly
shackle thee....
bringing
absolute derision ~
nay...perhaps...
just
hold one long enough...
the
soul herself...
embrace
the vision.
1/27/2001
(9pm) JG
and
if......
one
should catch it...
hold
fast ~
tis
your fate....
graciously,
coming
in the darkest hour.....
the chains themselves.....
will
break.
J♥
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