Today I walk
Up heaven's hills
In stolid steps of petty ills
I go whither my concsience wills...
I walk.
Some days I walk
In mountain-sky
The sun assaults the brown and dry
On feeble footing, far and high...
I walk.
I walk in desert, sand and sea
Alone, in friendly company
Where never had I thought to be,
I walk with them
I walk for me.
At night I walk
In sleepy knolls
In foreign yet familiar roles
I sing as sleep assaults my soul...
And in my dreams
I walk.
Sunday, December 11, 2005
I Walk
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