we have ways : just a doodle :} he has passed this place before
an old wound for an old enemy
he throws pennies into a fountain waiting for wishes
and then he walks to places of unknown, unforeseen force
to place his feet on soil that greatness has walked
he is filled with inner peace
he wonders will his mark be walked on by followers of his kind that are brought on to this world
will his words, will they be known
will they see what he has sees?
question ponder into the deep night
taken flighs on birds to be released into the wind of exotic
smells and nature of undefined patterns
to which the lack of what we know
waterfalls, which hide hidden caves
he sits there and waits to watch and wonder
to walk the waters edge
carrie ann kawa 4/2005
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