Wednesday, February 14

so shall it be
spoke the holy wind
you shall become
what you choose to be
just remember one thing
the master has created you
she owns you forever
but you are cursed to be free
and contest reality
yes my child
you are free
but first go and find
what that means
and only then
i shall take you
and you be mine
forever and forever

2 comments:

sonal said...

a lovely poem with deep meaning...

born_in_the_woods said...

Certainly one of your best..