Ceaseless
I think of her,
wondering how she always sees
a persons heart through eyes of love.
I think of me
still tangled in tight nets
of self preoccupation.
I hope one day
to be more empty of my ceaseless thoughts;
more full of gentle grace.
(c) A Mc N
wondering how she always sees
a persons heart through eyes of love.
I think of me
still tangled in tight nets
of self preoccupation.
I hope one day
to be more empty of my ceaseless thoughts;
more full of gentle grace.
(c) A Mc N
posted by alistair mcnaught at 6:42 AM
1 Comments:
I like this very much.
The second stanza and its sense of self awareness engages the reader and serves to anchor the piece in the readers mind.
I enjoy your writing. :-)
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