Sunday, March 11, 2012

Nsreen...

Illuminated by the moon,
high atop a rolling dune
that moves in waves of sandy sea,
the graceful gazelle faces the cool breeze
made by the ocean winds
as the shadows of the clouds
cross the sand like horses at full gallop...
A sister of a friend
is a friend to me;
someone who shares a laugh
a thought
an idealolgy
that all thing are made right
if you strive to grow
we are not all alone
on our own deserted isle,
just like Robinson Crusoe
but a gentle word,
sometimes a gentle reminder
is all we need
to know we are never alone...

          04-27-10

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