LOST:

In a world of endless shadows
nameless faces and
unknown adversaries

Making friends as I go
wand'ring around
and loosing them

learning/forgetting names
as silently as thunder
I traverse the streets.


FOUND:

when leaves scream
and rumble to the ground
slowly and deliberatly
shaking the earth.

I can hear the grass grow
as my feet are planted firmly
standing tall and serene
like a tree seeing all

unknown, I am
to the millions of people
I sit and I wait
for darkness to come.

10/11/2001

Posted on 10/11/2001
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