Thursday, February 21, 2008

Clarity

Thinking in a puddle of mud
swimming through cobwebs with concrete shoes
running full steam ahead, in a circle

Running, fighting, gasping for breath
grasping at straws, trying to make sense

Out of the darkness, the blackest of black
a spark, a glimmer, a beam

The circle suddenly straightens into a path
out of the chaos clarity arrises

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