Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Purpose by Bob Atkinson


(c)2012 Bob Atkinson

carry me home
no, let me walk
to the place
where I was born

stand and breathe so deeply
as if for the first time
stretch and feel nature
as she surrounds our lives

turn and look the other way
then back this way again
over the shoulder then up
to the sky with colored bands

all is calm within this realm
all satisfies the wants
to have been is what I feel
is plenty good enough

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