To Travel

Lonely is such a night

to travel.

An open heart

as an empty bucket

waiting for the rain to fall

The sky drags behind

as toes crawl the pavement

to travel.

A marking on the ground -

a deep wonder

a cracked wrapped on raised ground

A moment such breaks -

breaks – a pain deepening

a place past a heart -

into a soul -

to travel.




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Comments:
 
WAN   WAN wrote
on 6/18/2009 9:01:42 AM
this is painful...the word empty is such a strong word for me.

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