Monday, December 24, 2007

I am the Divine's pet

As the Divine's pet,
I need not hunt.
I need not be snared by traps hidden in the forest.
I need not find myself wandering on lost roads.

I need not.

From the window the Divine watches,
Awaiting the moment.

The moment when I,
The Divine pet,
Return from my wanderings.

I call at the door.
Only once is necessary.

The Divine opens,
Lets me in
And everything is there.



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