2007
Call me Bartimeus --
The world I see is blind,
Stumbling off away.
Catch my hand --
We fall together,
I and the unknown.
Call me Ishmael --
The life I didn't choose.
The well is dry,
The day is gone;
We lie together,
I and the unknown.
Call me destiny --
Unfinished, unresolved,
Hungry for the sky.
Counting questions,
We stand together,
I and everything no one sees.
1 comment:
Thank you for sharing your poetry. I hope your well has not run dry.
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