Walls Come Down
personal spiritual poetry
Saturday, 4 April 2009
In The Sun
painting
I sit and dry with you
In the sun
In the sun
I lie
my back to the grass
like damaged toy soldiers
of the sun in my painting
In the sun
In the sun
like the damaged toy soldiers
of the mind
-----
in the mind
hanging
in the mind
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