These are but vain attempts to express, by one who wears her heart on her sleeve. Words, much like love, can be ever elusive... ever frustrating... like trying to paint a million stories on a single canvass. If you will read, please do not ask. Just feel. Or at least try to. The meaning is, whatever you have felt to be there, or the lack thereof :)

Wonder



A touch by one simple ray of light,
had unfurled this tiny evergreen
and made it reach towards the warmth
kindling a slow, steady fire within

to what heights of greatness should it rise?
time will see, but rise it would
grandly, steadily, no more will it fear
but instead flourish, as it only could

in  the forest of mighty trees
it'll belong, yet stand tall and proud
fulfilling what it was born to do
guided, yet strangely, free; unbound.


17.08.2012


August Bernadette
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