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Almost touching the intangible
New horizons now within myself
Where once abated
Through unnatural forces
Nearer to the end
Finally feeling what I cannot see
My needs have become exigent
Even defined eluctable
Nothing that defines pecuniary
I wish to bask in a greater wealth
With my imagination now flexuous
I can bend borders
To then see parallels
As if reaching into the unknown
I reach beyond myself
My thoughts prevail temerarious
The contradiction
To my cimmerian tendencies
I am a simple that defines complex
Almost unique
I am indisputably me
A beautiful poem about inner growth.
ReplyDeleteThx Julia. Am still trying to find my place in poetry and in life. Anything from you in the spring edition of the Greensilk Journal?
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