There are two rivers within my heart
one flowing toward the future
and one toward the past.
There are two worlds I live in
one of the everyday materiel mundane
and one of something I have no words for.
Did I not bathe in the sweet waters
of both rivers flowing?
Do I not live within both worlds,
paying bills and yet loving with all my soul?
Dec 20, 2014
Dec 20, 2014 at 1:08 PM UTC
There are two rivers within my heart
one flowing toward the future
and one toward the past.
There are two worlds I live in
one of the everyday materiel mundane
and one of something I have no words for.
Did I not bathe in the sweet waters
of both rivers flowing?
Do I not live within both worlds,
paying bills and yet loving with all my soul?
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