Writing the Stars
Tuesday, August 20, 2013
Suspended Traveler
Time passes like everlasting ripples
But here I, a traveler lost
In this sea of unfamiliarity,
Hang suspended on a gossamer
Thread, my feet mere inches
Above the torrential rapids below.
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