Thursday, May 15, 2014

looking for love amongst falling leaves...

This lone leaf
on the ground;
when it fell,
never made a sound.

Like all the other leaves,
no more (or less)

But to this
blurry, romantic eye,
make no mistake:
A lonely
yet perfect heart
it did make.

I only hope
that when it fell,
it did not break.

(c) Brent M Harpur, 2014.

"A man's work is nothing but this slow trek to discover, through the detours of art, those two or three great & simple images in whose presence his heart first opened. (Albert Camus)

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