Tender Stampede
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Whispered Lure
Words can be found
Skimming a wake of grass
From tangents of bark
The whispered lure
Of knowing the unknown
In a moment
Ephemeral yet certain
Brings us a path
Inside ourselves
As we have always known.
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