This Distance

Distance betrays me

Time space illusion

The winds are howling

Bring forth

Spreading seed

Seeping through the window sill

Talking in the night

Through the woods

Squirrels nested safe

The sound awakens within

Reaches the place of new life

I go forth to meet it half way

The song is sweet

The laughter sweeter still

The howling continues

It wraps around

Touching nothing

Inside this cocoon

Distance becomes nothing

Time space becomes what is chosen


Engtovo ~ March 2, 2008

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