Wednesday, June 11, 2014

Looking Backward

My beginnings seem far away

Countless things have intervened

I took note of each, tho
each of itself was meaningless

aware that within me
each existd for a purpose
past comprehension . I simply
took note and waited

patiently, for that shock
of recognition

when sudden illumination
would shake me

wide
awake



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