true?

fire burns...
laying pat--
wasting...
wasted.
changing hopefully
ever more.
sands shift...
blowing...
never Knowing
yet, obeying.
the Call...
keeps repeating
always needing
Thee Order
of it, All.



Poetry by DKdrayton
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Written on 2011-05-07 at 06:21

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