caged.
like a tiger
in a zoo.
waiting
impatiently.
waiting
to escape.
wisdom
of the ancestors
lost.
buried
'neath the dust.
tiger.
pride
infected.
courage
decapacitated.
spirit
killed.
a longing.
a home forgotten.
wisdom of
ancestors
in their riddle.
"How would you capture a wild animal without killing it's spirit?"
"By being the Earth."
I'm coming.
I'm coming
home.
Thursday, November 16, 2006
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6 comments:
love bites. hard.
and your poem...how do u do it everytime? EVERYTIME????!!!!
Confinement... and freedom. But then one cannot truly be appreciated without experiencing the other. However, your expression is neither confined, nor free. It's... illusive, evasive... Beautiful!
leave me speechless
sigh. i'm bored.
come up with more vague, arbit, absolutely random stuff no? it's fun talking about it.. :p
Sexy is the word! tamed tiger, huh?
into the wild
rush
a mind in a flux
comfort of luxury
will be missed
are u ready for that????
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