Sunday, December 30, 2007

The Unwritten

Pure, innocent, child

Faithful of the world’s good

Loving, kind, compassionate

A generous, willing, carefree spirit

This is what I was born as

Torn, frightened, jaded

Cold, shivering and naked

Lustful, full of desire and jealousy

A soul tainted from within

This is what I became

Forgiving, full of hope, a dreamer

Faith in life’s uncertainties

Cautiously trusting, a heart full of love

Daring to lift myself up

To look the unknown in the eye

This is who I am

Who will I become?

The future remains as always, unwritten

A blank page waiting for the next

Pen stroke of my life to make

A mark that will last to eternity…

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