Passing Through
By mick_riley
Wed, 29 Sep 2004
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Passing through a mazy wood, i stopped for a while and
understood
the simple, silent, sound that makes
a million earthquakes cease their shake
A great wild animal stand and quake
Passing through a mazy wood, i stopped for a while and understood
the mighty, marvel oak that soars
and turns to books and turns to oars
but meets its death with an electric sword
Passing through a mazy wood, i stopped for a while and understood
not all I see and all i hear
is that profound is that unclear
its just a blockage we call fear.
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