Treasure Island

RIC S. BASTASA


Releasing a Treasure...


do not find me the will
or that reason
to release this treasure to air
to remove this from
me,

find me that feeling
that rain that wets this dry leaf
so that i can be alive again
green with
dew

find me that sun
that makes this wilting grass grow into a
carpet of dreams

give me the moon
that shall spread its golden sheen again
on the gray surfaces of
sadness

find me the brook
of eternal waters
so i may not grow old somehow

give me the impossible
so i can live forever with you
utter the word
so the i and me shall become
once more
the us again...

Submitted: Thursday, July 28, 2011
Edited: Friday, July 29, 2011

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