Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Footprints


Edinburgh Castle by the thin king.

Joy! glorious joy!
My heart skips for joy
I reach the place my heart contents
Shed an old skin now; I'm anew
Forgive and forgotten of foes
I accepted what I can't control
An open mind of what will come
Transparent of the dark, shines with the light
With arms wide open; I prepare for battle
My heart will show kindness for yours
My feet will leave prints for you to follow