Taliesan

Compassion Visits In The Night

Are you weary yet?

I am.

Then rest.

I don’t know how to rest.

Just die.

I don’t know how to die.

Just love your friend.

I have no friends.

Then you’re not weary yet.

July 13, 2006 - Posted by Tim | Tim's Poems | | No Comments Yet

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