Tuesday, October 6, 2015

Many Ancestors


Quest for life, zest for life and zeal for life
Binds me to you and binds you to me
Different rises we have seen and have gone varied ways
To count the differences, to measure the distances
Is a gift I have, to know you and to know myself
And as I see counting you is counting me
The height of our rises paves me the path
The many routes we took, color my images

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