Poet...

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Poet... by Darmok 1/15/2002 There are no words today, nothing humorous or witty. Just the same old feelings of wondering when the light will return to illuminate something useful and worthy to be shared. I'll read from others' works. Wander through their thoughts gathering stores of divine Fruits and wisdom picked from branches hanging low. Yet from those branches that I would reach above these feet grounded in intransience. Towards starry skies there would I climb, in search of words complete.... ... serene, ... devine. POET... When I taste of your Golden fruit, the mysteries shared of your heart. Enlighten me and light my way, guide me through the Dark. Written January 15th, 2002 © on Jan 15 2002 05:42 AM PST, Darmok 0 • 12

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