Thursday, October 09, 2008

And in Essence...


Could it be, would it be, more than what you think of me.

Sing songs around me, write poems about me.

But trusting and knowing that there is more.

Feels ethereal. I'm right here.

Feels convoluted. But I'm right here.

Feels repetitive. And still I'm here.

In essence, it's all the same and different.

1 comment:

yajaira said...

yes.
i love it.
somwhere new
but has always been.
deep.