Wednesday, August 26, 2009
I'm not done
In the exploration of my soul,
Those dearest helped me find control.
A way to look at what I’ve learned,
Let it serve, and not get burned.
There’s news to see; I’ve just begun.
My life is rich, though I’m not done.
I contemplate the dreams, so real,
That feed me with their precious meal.
Where I can go, and what I do,
depends on me, and not on you.
My time well spent in healing sun.
Continues on, as I’m not done.