Friday, March 28, 2014

Poem: Vision

By: Joi Maree Flowers

Unmoved by forced hands directing me towards a season before its time
For they know not the journey for which the vision is to be traveled
Hurriedly to prove their right of my fall or be surprised by my right after all
I cast them aside as shadows and leave them in my darkness
For they will never see the sight seen through my eyes
The vision that is solely mine

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