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: Jun 2009

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Comments (2)

Galactic_bodhi
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. thumbs up
jeddah12
excellent write,from the time that has no begining...nice writecheers
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