Robes

Monday, November 03, 2008

Glare at the dry

Earth

All you want you can't

Change

What is already

Something

He has decided how things will

Be

You can only control

You

That little hammer you

Have

Is nothing without the

Robes

And even then you have

No

Degree of strength to

Possess

Anyone but

Yourself

So release the iron

Fist

And let the butterfly

Free

Reviews

[Butterflymom]

WOW, very well done, beautiful, creative, and original. I really enjoyed reading this powerful piece. Thank you for sharing this!