With a world of wonder like a shooting star, its glow a strength of well being, all alone with nowhere to go
I wonder, what path my life will walk.
As I walk along the valley of life, I'm reminded of the internal freedom, we call faith.
The mind that wanders back and fourth, is a voice all to it's own.
You just need to face a fight worth living, only then can you send a messenger to collect whats hidden deep inside yourself.
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Author:
Jason Humber (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 5th, 2011 10:34
- Category: Love
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Comments1
This is fascinating because I do no understand why it is a "love" poem.....if it is not impertinent to ask, will you tell me why? Is is self-love?
Yes self love 🙂
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