[untitled]A Poem by ElisaIs there one single place I long most to reach?
Do I quest - do I trek to one specific location?
This much I know
There is no map- not itinerary
I, in all earnestness am happy in the place
Where I go from here- what I do next
Part fate, Part choice, Part Desire
I walk when I walk
I learn something everyday
There are no dead ends
The journey is NOW - ask not for a moment to hold
© 2008 Elisa |
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Added on February 26, 2008 Author |