Poetry :: Sliding
07 . 21 . 2003
The way of nothing.
The road to something.
Take a hand,
Walk the pitted path.
Feel the awkwardness of living
Moving through your soul.
Become accustomed to the flesh once more,
Go through the required motions.
Speak of mundane
And smile politely.
Walk upright
And hide your beauty.
Forget the past
And ignore the unseen.
Can we see what will come
Or hold a piece of what once was?
Open your many eyes,
Let truth be revealed,
And we'll walk upon eternity
To knock on the universe's door.
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