poetry as a journey of growth and healing.....listening to hearts speak and speaking to hearts that listen.....awakening the sacred presence dormant in each voice.....where voices move in a circle to no beginning and to no end......it's the circle of voices come alive.....
12 February 2012
Take me away
Take me away.
Turning my head,
avoiding eyes.
Let me disappear,
in my own disguise.
Take me away.
To the extreeme,
the state of a dream.
Let me hide,
in my illusions of the mind.
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