SHORE THING

Mar 31

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SHORE THING

Wary of recklessness
In thrall to fear of risk

Unwilling to abandon
The certainty of shore

Unsure of uncertainty
One will not travel far

That is the one thing
One may be sure of

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on March 31, 2014, in Poems and tagged , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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