Friday 23 January 2015

The Bohemian muse...




You Hippie lord of the heavens, what doth thou know of mortal existence ?
You with your smile, a loyal comrade
denying any signs of pain or fear,
With a bounce in every step that you take,
Life at its fullest
Wild, carefree, passionate
 As it swirls and twirls and leaps some more
In arrogance

It hit the day you din’t turn around and see
But what stood there was a changed me
I smiled a little longer
Breathed a little deeper
The world was a little better
Meandering still in the search of the northern star
But there was a pleasure unknown in the pathless woods.




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