Thursday, December 22, 2011

ROAD TO NOWHERE

there was this old,
old man
a lonely old man
on a road
going nowhere

he met this old,
old woman
a lonely old woman
coming up the road
from somewhere

the old, old woman
and the old, old man
together on a road
going somewhere

and not lonely, anymore.

















so, then, what is truth that can be told is not the truth?
is it a lie? a shy? a question asking why?
oh tell us, O' great one.
come up from where your bones lie;
spell out an answer in great waves of knowledge.











2 comments:

Monika said...

This is lovely and seems pure.

richard said...

Thank you, Monika