Untouched

fragments
bits and pieces
of life
deleted
torn away
floating
endlessly
throughout
space and time

will they ever find there way home
can they survive

these ghosts of past lives
dancing with the guiding lights of beautifully broken spirits

spiritual revivals amid shades of gray
floating into infinity
they roll with the tides of life, as the ocean flows to the moons rhythm

I want to breathe deeply of the joys of my life
sleeping peacefully throughout the night
holding one piece of untouched memory in the palm of my hand...

 
March 25, 2009 ©  S. C. Beck aka Justplainolme
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