To move with total abandon, not to think,
No more secrets not even from one self.
To be as light as the wind,
To be like the soaring imaginations---
Thursday, December 9, 2010
There shall perhaps be a 'tomorrow', As there is a 'today' in the 'now' of things And then will come a tomorrow much aligned to what was 'another's' yesterday.. In the child within me today, A hope calls for the young adult of my dreams Into the dwindling wrinkles of a togetherhood called 'agelessness'..