the wind whispers
where are you going
what do you want
have you found
a single answer
for sure
your search is still
those about you
wander without rhyme
in the stillness of time
the silent seeds
buried deep
begin their growth
far from wandering eyes
revealing all
we need to know
30 December, 2008
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