Friday, December 17, 2010

Different

Today
I look at this face
its different
There's a mirror there
like a lake at midnight
with a moon
two curious eyes

I look at these legs
I dont recognise them
are they mine?
They are slender
and beautiful.
Where have they come from?

I feel for the heart
Its expanded
its taken over
it seems to be breathing me

Pushed further by anger
Being has decided
enough is enough
Take this:
Today is unafraid
Its a brave brave day
And thats OK.

2 comments:

  1. one perfect day I'd like to be there for your brave day (every second) or am I going over the top. It has been known ((:

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  2. You have to go over the top of the world to get there thats for sure:))

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