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A poem - Journal of Omnifarious

Mar. 16th, 2005

04:08 pm - A poem

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Let the rhythm take me
mold my thoughts
flying through the storm
twisting turning leaf.

Only the flow exists
decisions made
acted on in a moment
then the next moment comes
the storm rides high
as I fly through the sky.

The rhythm of my thoughts
echoes the rhythm of reality
and in one they are conjoined
fleeting leaf
blowing wind
no control
I am the flow.

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