Thursday, April 7, 2011

of love happiness and excitement.

of all the things i have done,
i feel the need to do it once again.

of all the things i have said,
i feel the need to savor it up again

of all the life i have lived,
i wish i could do it all once again.

no. not in anguish,
but an urge to know once again.

of
what comprises,
what confines,
what conjures,
what configures...

the space i share of now...

at the past i look in desperate curiosity,
of the future i look in anticipation,
of the present...
i feel just too happy.