In the dark with contemplation ripe Visions foreseen on dreams mill, crawl if you must Close on count down with graduation robes Resolution and assertion made to stand Anticipation and heard drum beats of hearts Sounds so loud to disturb silence bequest Sacrifices are always said necessary Concentration calls for streamline Learning to block out thoughts dark Is saving energy needed for the journey long On the roads less journeyed we side w' R. Frost Calling this tactical in securing a strong hold Never to be forgotten for such zeal we assert Passion's glow hold is entwined with the heart I would lay a bed to comfort with milestone my seed Secured with nurture to be awaken bearing fruits Going with steps on the roads less journeyed Like a walk round the house to open this front door Hope is hoped for not grey old, before blossom I am in robes, ten steps for the roads less journeyed
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Tuesday, 24 July 2012
Ten steps away
In the dark with contemplation ripe Visions foreseen on dreams mill, crawl if you must Close on count down with graduation robes Resolution and assertion made to stand Anticipation and heard drum beats of hearts Sounds so loud to disturb silence bequest Sacrifices are always said necessary Concentration calls for streamline Learning to block out thoughts dark Is saving energy needed for the journey long On the roads less journeyed we side w' R. Frost Calling this tactical in securing a strong hold Never to be forgotten for such zeal we assert Passion's glow hold is entwined with the heart I would lay a bed to comfort with milestone my seed Secured with nurture to be awaken bearing fruits Going with steps on the roads less journeyed Like a walk round the house to open this front door Hope is hoped for not grey old, before blossom I am in robes, ten steps for the roads less journeyed
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Reminded me of Frost's writing ... loved it !!!
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