Wednesday, February 27, 2013

horses in whenuapai

My religion is gone.

The house of worship is inaccessible.


Bare feet on earth is inaccessible.


No one took anything from me.

I ran away from every thing and every one that I have loved. I ran and ran until I could see it all from far away.

And I wept for it's beauty.

And I wept for myself.

And I weep, for I cannot find my way back to them.


Once I thought I was dying. In the middle of the night.

And I promised that if could have another chance that I would be true. I would be true to the one self.

This is a difficult promise.



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