The Watcher... Poem by Frances Kay
The Watcher...
I descend from the plane of my previous life's death rest
Gathering all that I've been to inform me
Of mistakes I have made, and new choices have chosen
A path that compels me, to draw and conclude
Myriads of lives, holding secret their identity
In a shadow that binds to me each of its steps ~
If I don't watch, to see where I'm treading...
Wednesday, April 30, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: spiritual
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