Sunday, 20 April 2014

April 2014


CONDUIT

I walked
You walked with me, slow, fast
On that same path
I didn't want you to
But you walked
Paced well with me
Carefully at first
On the mossed and slippery briar path
Holding me at times
Sometimes hard
Sometimes gently.
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You walk closely
Your hand brushing my fingers
You slide your arms
Around my shoulder
And ask me, "Can you sing that life song for me?"

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