Wednesday, March 4, 2009


Close my eyes and I can see
In the center of the tempestuous mind
In the excess of cosmic energy
The true image of a virtual psyche
Speckle of sand stand naked is me
Strip all layers of grief and regret
Strip all layers of joy and happiness
Bare row and row of life true tests
With mortal eyes this is all I can see
The illusion of what it might be
The possibility of Eternity

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