After an aimless time
searching for an ambiguous truth,
I behold the idea incarnate.
It takes the shape my mind always dreamed--
a fantasy realized and released--
one pale lily among rough reeds.
Without reaching out to its beauty, I
fall back into tangibility, leave
all untouched in silence, with
nothing to show for sight.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
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