RIVER

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RIVER

I walk across the pasture and from a distance I can fell it. Feeding me is the snake. Like veins filled with the blood of knowing. And it tells me of the coming journey. From a time that has no beginning and well go past the horizons.

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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 10:28 AM CST

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Galactic_bodhi Portland, Oregon USA
Sat Jun 13, 2009 2:18 PM CST

This is a perfect example of something I was trying to express in forum last night. Not all verse is poetry, and not all prose is merely prose. Bravo sir.