I am not lost, I am not found
Like petals strewn across the ground,
There is no pattern, yet there is
The configuration lies within,
We are close, yet we are apart,
The perspective is of my heart,
What I see is what I am
And I see before me an impoverished man
I am what I see
Take blood from stone to forge this heart
And Stone from blood to carve this craft
From unknown whim this mortal stands
The Breath of life in these hands
Great.
ReplyDeleteYou reminded me of Highlander.
I must watch it again. After so many years.
The photo (12th) is from "Subway", isn't it?
I loved his hairstyle there.
I wanted to have a boyfriend with such hairstyle.
When I was very much younger. *LOL*
Beautiful
ReplyDeleteJoe, Subway is one of my all time favourite movies! I did have hair like that at one stage!
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