Wednesday, December 21, 2011


These days, at the tender age of twenty-three,
I get extremely bored with myself.
Where has that color
gone off to?

That purple dot on the surface of my brain
which dripped into my soul
feeling God in the wild,
the wild which even it I have wondered,
"Where has that color
gone off to?"

A year passes and I feel the wild
even less than the year before.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...


I love this! You still have an adventure before you!!!!