On a walk; a mile; in silence,
A blank mind, a clear conscience,
Persistent feelings linger,
They urge to grasp and portray;
On a canvas, still unfound.

Each step, each thought,
Left ignored, yet noticed,
A walk that maybe forgotten,
But footprints that remain,
Unconsciously, still remembered.

3 comments:

wow... I asked the same in questions about this yest... and now I read this from you...

beautiful mate... simple beautiful!!!

Have a nice Sunday... cheers...

August 24, 2008 at 11:33 AM  

well written dear.

good work u hav depth luved it gr8

August 24, 2008 at 3:02 PM  

beautiful....i like :)) :))

September 9, 2008 at 8:01 PM  

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