Friday, April 30, 2010

Places


Places know us by name.
We who embark on pilgrimages...to forget, to remember, to know, to unlearn, to move away, to come back.
They know that we have paid our way to their doorsteps after saving up all the emptiness of our sorrows..
They know that they can be audacious and wear their superficial veneers
And we will wait patiently at their door..till the time they feel gracious enough to give......
...the blue mountain's gift of a drop of zen... the stream's boon of never losing the mud within...
the brash highways' blessing of a mist which will cloud insides...

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Today met a place far beyond my years.... to be forgotten and to lose all that binds.....

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