Of all the good trails,
i chose the muddy one
that injured the bone;

the pain, the passing years 
haven't erased it;
cloudy days it still pulsates.

wrinkled spirit, no cream 
can smooth it; like grumpy 
old friend, still there. but,

why do you bother to delete it at all?
Let it all fall to the sky of time.
or, i would be born new in the sea;
be a sister of the waves. 

©Byung A. Fallgren


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