A Poem

                                                  from nadir, to epitome
                                                 a journey toward home
                                                 where my soul waits
                                                 sans waiting, sans frets

i tire my hands
churning words from sands
i walk this road
to tell a tale already told

                                                            my sun feels light
                                                            makes letters shine bright
                                                            i write to be heard
                                                            to face, not being furred                                                    

creation

Well, with ups and downs

With smiles and frowns

You were there,

everywhere

When heart beat twice

earned an earthly price

Longed for you

From dusk to dawn

There you stood, and made my dream come true