1 January, 2011

The journey

eric spencer

The days are long –
waiting for time to be gone.
I wonder if I will find the true me inside.
A determination keeps a quiet song.
A pulse of living is revived.
I just wonder what is inside.
I find a burst of energy –
fuelled with a new song.
Caught by surprise are those all around me at large –
causing a great sound,
who is this man they cry –
isn”t it good to be close by and find the man inside

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