Friday, August 13, 2010

your friendship is incomparable

sometimes i don't know who i am. i have given up what i used to be.
my heritage is not of the past, but your statutes have become my heritage.

don't look to the back. though it calls you on and on and makes you cringe.
i look ahead. a mountain clothed in silver and white and purity.
thousands of miles to climb. and the joy in doing so.

things aren't done happening. they still are.

your voice will guide my very step, my very thought.
your friendship is incomparable.

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