Sunday, September 23, 2012

final day, my first flower







I knew her as a ghost before I knew her details
I see her structure and support
I see her supreme signature on the souls of
The wandering and found
We must live life like a celebration
I heard she once said
Lets bring one another to this
Moment now
And sign
Sign
Sign
Sign
Sign
Sign our marks onto this canvas
Before time takes us
I have the ink
If you have the brush
She already gave us the time
To sign

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