Saturday, May 7, 2011

heading toward what is true.

i waver. 
vacillating between what is true
and what seems true.

the line, thin
straddled between worlds

i look to moments of pure
to find truth percolating
like a fresh creek
hidden in the deep
of a mountain.

smell the fresh
taste the air
feast on what is unseen.

i am heading toward what is true.

1 comment:

  1. thx for the refreshing pause Liz.



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