Was it a surprise?
You have not the length of a tree,
Nor the beauty of a rhododendron.
Your friends are not of plenty like that of a forest
And none inhabit your “vast” wealth of knowledge.
So, how did it surprise?
Was it your shallow logic in which lethargic is defined?
Or the rangy alps of hope from which this preposterous “self-worth” first began?
No matter.
Here we are.
And lonely, despondent glances do no one good.
Time is of the essence, my friend.
Nov 8, 2011
Nov 8, 2011 at 2:19 AM UTC
Was it a surprise?
You have not the length of a tree,
Nor the beauty of a rhododendron.
Your friends are not of plenty like that of a forest
And none inhabit your “vast” wealth of knowledge.
So, how did it surprise?
Was it your shallow logic in which lethargic is defined?
Or the rangy alps of hope from which this preposterous “self-worth” first began?
No matter.
Here we are.
And lonely, despondent glances do no one good.
Time is of the essence, my friend.