Monday, August 17, 2009

Poem: Born Again (Again)

From a blackout I am born.
The gift of giving returns.
Look outward or inward.
Think of the things you want and crave,
think of the things you're greatful to have.
Remember someone you have wronged,
remember someone you have helped:

Which feels better to your heart?
Which helps you sleep at night?

Resigned to Peace.
Commited to courage.
Working for Wisdom.

Freedom is a double-edged sword.

I wouldn't have it,
any other way.

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