Too write is to rule the world,
Too read is to rue the word,
We must repent our childhood,
For then we did of reading find absurd…
To grow one must find the pen,
Paper too must as well come then,
Too put thoughts on paper is of men,
Meditating on these thoughts can be of Zen…
The sword of man does cut deep,
Man does of pain weep,
He does through the written word speak,
He does find his muse during paradoxical sleep…
© ed ~ 10/2/05
No wonder I am lost at times!!
Well penned Edity!!
love atinka
you speak through the written word, or I'd never have
the pleasure of knowing you, and Rufuz(woof woof)!
Love,
Eileen
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
nice write old friend.
TX