And there it
Was my future
Piercing through the
Heavy canopies of
My past illuminating
My path with
Each step out
Of the darkness
It led me
To a glen
Brimming with possibilities
Which are you
My solemn darkness
Or my sunlight
Category: Recollections
ThisIsYou
Imagine if you
Will being born
One way and
Suddenly realizing that
You’re really something
Very very else
Like a wolf
Raised as a
Wolf and then
Discovering that you
Are a lamb
Upon which to
Feed instead of
Being the one
To be fed
This is you
My dear boy
TowardsMe
And from afar
A whisper echoed
I’d like to
See you soon
Funny thing is
I answered is
That I’ve been
Here all along
It’s just that
You’ve been looking
In every direction
Except towards me
HeMe
Asleep he is
Next to me
Dreaming about other
Things than me
Am I the
Lucky one looking
Upon him here
Or is he
Free of me
Bacon
As his name
Implies he is
Also a bed
Hog but more
Unlike me a
Wizard with numbers
While I master
Words though we
Speak different languages
We listen with
The same ears
For each other
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 