by Sex and Death
... a broken branch, a cold print,
his dew breath condensed on leaves, his name
written under stones. My arrow is ready."
It is beautiful. I was stunned by it also. It made cry...
I don't even understand why...
nice write, tangled words made it unclear what this poem is about but I liked some of the lines. I take it as your a seeker, searching?
delve into the value of this powerful insight on the path of the seeker...paved with many stones to uncover ...burned in the fires of life to find its pearls...so beautiful...I enjoy the view from your eyes..thanks...blue
"I can only say that now I search on trails
for sign of god; a broken branch, a cold print,
his dew breath condensed on leaves, his name
written under stones. My arrow is ready."
this is just beautiful, I was stunned by this verse and the last line, got me. look, speechless :)
~aswirls