Wednesday, October 31, 2012

What is Gone

A moment’s ponder  in the silence of what is gone,
Was it simply a release, a letting go
Perhaps a choice to take a different path.
The earth tremors when mountains are born
Yet softened quivers with the petal’s touch.
Release or choice, no matter really
The path awaits
I can see the mountains
The petals caress my feet.

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