Monday, November 26, 2012

Death or Life.


Death or Life.




Close to falling,
I am paralysed now.
To climb is better,
A fall so fatal,
But what moves here?
In my heart,
A boundless joy,
A look, a notion,
A memory of,
Sweetness on your lips.
Can I let go,
Any more than,
I can win?
Nothing is ever pure,
A season in sunshine,
Becomes damp,
Rain falls and dew settles,
Across the grassy banks.
In the end,
You hold my anchor.....