this is a pretty personal poem that is intentionally vague, yet it is still a way for me to release something...
Step outside into the fog of night
To learn more about what’s wrong and right
In front a path moves forward out of sight
To a place where only the angels possess a light
The path knows of its dream to me
The fog sits on the path I cannot see
Where some are content to sit and be
I change to live and be free
I take a glance back of what’s sure
Take a step forward to know what’s pure
The past once held me in its lure
But this path I take I must endure
With every step the path provides a view
Of this dream that could be so true
When angels walk forever with you
Only they know of what I knew
Friday, November 23, 2007
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