Wednesday, June 18, 2014

5484. FIDELIA

FIDELIA
Faith to something, the riding car
rails  -  I know that I cannot leave
these planted tracks, these patterned
acts; there are places to go that they
will take me to. Or towards anyway.
This is all of the light of the free will
within, always so fretfully spoken of.
Always on, light always burning.

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