Wednesday, April 7, 2010

the 24 yr old saint

This is precious.
Came in the mail, a poem written by a wicked poet

pour everything i experience in a well
and let me drink from the source
take me afterwards to the place
where it all started between us

transform this timeless world
into one in which you appear again

because my quest for the nowhere, the nothing and the no one
suddenly was answered by a somewhere, a something and a someone



Am not stenciling the last chapter of this relationship just yet..........