Poem: Walking Down My Road

walking-road
Poem: Walking Down My Road

Walking down my road
I hear and see a person
they reflect within.
Contact – consciousness
thinking gives sense of knowing.

Lost in inside world
making sense of images
connecting the dots.
Isolated bubble views
a planet full of dreamers.

Questioned encounter
using inside ears and eyes
merging consciousness.
Responding to outerspace
happens from timeless presence.

Betsy
January 3, 2009

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