The Hall..
The Hall
My hands know
the one thing i live for.
Daily a journey
towards the endless steps
never enough. My eyes
weigh more than any weight
Yet, my hands reach,
for they know the steps
of many ends
and other lives
I have lived
for the stone steps to turn
inwardly
Wth each day
I write my name backwards
and wait
Thomas George Valle
Copyright ©2006 Thomas G. Valle
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