Where the topmost branch
juts out to form a novel path
that will last for so long
as that decision
is not disturbed by another's.
When the leaves dissipate
the view left behind
was there all along;
the lens blocked
by what we previously
coveted.
A new adventure awaits
discovery,
my hope lives in the desire
to find it.
Help me to see what I cannot,
feel what I fear,
love what is true,
know what I've yet to know.
Saturday, December 15, 2007
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