Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Random Again


We are born stripped,
our bright bodies shining.
Screaming and radiant
our hearts ripe and pining.

Who will know
our truest heart?
Whom will we follow
from whom depart?

Pulling, loving
and always aching
Trying, crying
but giving, taking.

We've met this
and that, times before
Always unrecognized
but yearning for more.

T.S.Snowden

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