Saturday, July 7, 2012

Roads (Original)

Poetry By: Erick Flores
Original Photography by: Mikael Svensson
Walking on a lonely road
I stumbled on grass,
As it stood, long and steady,
I waited awhile
For an effortless answer,
But nothing happened.
I could not traverse the grass
For I would damage
The fragile roots that time built.
I gave up the road.

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