Wednesday, August 26, 2009


Picking my thoughts lying asunder
I see how the mighty ocean flows
Shimmering silver with claps of thunder
Proudly embracing the mighty blows

Watching coals burning amber
A flicker of hope in me grows
As the vines on withered stone clamber
In me understanding flows

As waking up from a deep slumber
I hold my unfulfilled dreams close
Towards the unknown unseen I lumber
Treading the unbeaten path I chose

In the hope of finding solace
By fulfilling not so placid vows
Will walk with pride at a steady pace
Till with victory my head humbly bows

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