Tuesday, 14 April 2009

Breezy moments



Occurrences

Sometimes

Someone from somewhere

Snatches our hold

From the pedestal of

Hope and despair,

One and the other;

Cupping our palms

Airlifts us as feather


Floating above

To the unassailable above,

Assuring never were

We abandoned or

Left alone.

It occurs

So tenderly.


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