I've come here to explore
This menage you call your island
A place of refuge for your soul
And where your spirit is enlivened
Such an air of familiarity
I feel here in this place
Things unseen, as of yet, but known
Like the wind upon my face
I drift along in wonderment
To see what I can find
And what I discover here amazes me
So like the back of my mind
There are memories that I find here
Of which I thought were all my own
Feelings unshared with anyone
But myself when all alone
We all view ourselves as like no other
And we are all unique, this is true
But I have found
That we are not so very different
As I see myself, in so much of you
Apr 4, 2010
Apr 4, 2010 at 7:20 PM UTC
I've come here to explore
This menage you call your island
A place of refuge for your soul
And where your spirit is enlivened
Such an air of familiarity
I feel here in this place
Things unseen, as of yet, but known
Like the wind upon my face
I drift along in wonderment
To see what I can find
And what I discover here amazes me
So like the back of my mind
There are memories that I find here
Of which I thought were all my own
Feelings unshared with anyone
But myself when all alone
We all view ourselves as like no other
And we are all unique, this is true
But I have found
That we are not so very different
As I see myself, in so much of you
Neva Flores * Copyright @ 2010
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