guide me through this thicket
of sweet fruit and sharp thorns
steady my gait lest i fall,
as i pass this bramble
my skin bears the scratches
blood of minor injury
while i nourish the succulence
of the joy to overcome
9.17.17
guide me through this thicket
of sweet fruit and sharp thorns
steady my gait lest i fall,
as i pass this bramble
my skin bears the scratches
blood of minor injury
while i nourish the succulence
of the joy to overcome
9.17.17
