I was Born
To the WATER
of my Soul
- Ever Flowing
and ever strong
To the smell of wet EARTH
after the rains.
To the SKY
that's too far away
to make the distinction between
exists or does not exist.
To the BREATH
that smells of someone else.
To the FIRE
of my heart.
Thursday, 7 July 2011
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