Internal Push
Perhaps it's just to soothe a soul
Unless it's more to stretch a goal
Regardless, it's something we're all born with
(Perhaps, some more than others...)
One day it absorbs our shifting thoughts
Slips it's wet hands into all we've got
Endless as the dreams we've constantly sought in sleep brought thick by daylight...
Copyright © Tatyana Carney | Year Posted 2005
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