Sunday, October 18, 2009

Gnizama

I am looking for myself that I used to be
by sloughing off the dross of life
making my way through the trees
birds and flowers, in the rain, in the sun

I want to meet myself that I have not met
in between conscious and unconscious
always new, no tears in mind
totally unknown, no trace behind

I will leave no trace behind me ...

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