Friday, February 16

Describing a burn that happened a long time ago. Playing by gossamer rules, the benevolence of pride. Collective dreams in vivid colour, accentuating my burn. The thing that becomes important is legacy. It's all about what you leave behind for others to work with. It's about self worth and, hopefully, getting it right.
It takes one good song to save the world. It takes the poetry of millions to place our words in perspective. The ground we all stand on is the same.

1 comment:

Shutterfly said...

i love your writing
a great great deal
(lacking imagination and more to say I am but the sentiment is clear)
:)