Monday, 1 August 2011

Black pools

Seeping through
pebbles
trickle blue stream
since the beginning of time
til the end-
gathering momentum
pebbles
rocks
crevices
to cracks
into a pool
that never ends

Seeping through
pages
weather worn thin
from introduction
to epilogue-
secrets revealed
sheets
pages
written
words filling
one by one
into a book
bound on a shelf

Seeping through
life
laden with hardship
from birth
to death-
burdens carried
pain
sorrow
angst
carried upon
weary shoulders
dragging feet
a cross to bear

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