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Thursday, May 03, 2012

Thursday Poem: Where Worlds Lie


Where Worlds Lie

Once all it seemed you had to do
was reach out, and the world was there
right in the palm of your one hand,

just waiting, breathing easily
prepared for whatever you wanted
it to become. And now the world

is growing tired and lies exhausted
still at your feet, no longer willing
to rise  on your command and fly

out to where you desire to bring
that woman you see standing down
by the riverside and watching

the slow reflections drifting by
just looking for a face to come
rising up from that clear water

to bring her back here by the hand
to meet you in this place where worlds
wait to obey your next decree.

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