Mind Wide Open

Mind Wide Open
Lost in translation are the fragments of this beautiful life.

Monday, January 14, 2013

Window Seat

Pocket Notebook, Entry 1

Window Seat

The city breathes through a flicker
of clouds, sighing Welcome home.
And I, with my temple pressed
where countless heads have rested,
feel the ground weighting me down,

plucking my feathers
            thread by        intricate thread.

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