My Residence
A day of contemplation.
Unknown destination.
Walking in wildness.
Maintaining calmness.
Listening with the inner ear,
my answers are near...
Emotions elevated, misconstrued,
then rippled into laughter, love.
Something new and
something well.
Changes so swift.
I am catching up to my own shift.
Dreams are my residence
and I am going home.
Resistance I have failed
and here
I now roam.
Copyright © Melissa Mesch | Year Posted 2011
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