Wednesday, April 8, 2009

The circle.

Empty spaces echo in heart and hearth
charity is an illness and has no cure
staying,yet leaving only in the mind's window
knowing,debating and minding
Oh minding endlessless,like a dog after its tail.
escape the tedious waiting....oh the waiting
ceaslessly in the mind's labyrinth
waiting, waiting never resolving
never leaving,never changing.
charity is an illness and has no cure.

1 comment:

The Ketchup Girl said...

why so silent? still going in circles? write smething. shake yourself up. write about your class....am sure u have a million new perspectives after that workshop?