Posted: 03/09/2011 in Writing
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Seeking the horizon of my time
Guided by the strong sun,
I dig my feet into the mud
Like a tuber lotus.
I rise above the muck and
Journey toward the light
A runaway vine waiting
For the moment of bloom
I weave my way toward the
Brilliant moment of sunrise
The mystic moment of magic
I allow my hourglass of time
To emerge and flower
One petal at a time
Exposing my heart to the heat
With wild abandonment.
  1. djrixelle says:

    This is beautiful, Lee. 🙂

  2. Meli says:

    Sitting in a corner, inhaling the magic in your words. Wow.

  3. NikkiDreams says:

    Beautiful Lee. The journey of life can be just like that flower in the mud. Rising above and blossoming.

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