Saturday, July 15, 2006


"Testudo" by:Eric L.

I write you now as a testament to self:
I write not to change the world
Good people, I write with little wit.
I write with an eye, a view too narrow;
Too selfish is my selecive sight
I speak as Echo in her lonely cave
Simply stating that which I see
With simple words I seek to capture
all of eternity.
Such a goal for the dirt on the floor
no doubt ends in misery.
But even then I shall not stop
not even for thine mockery;
For I do not seek to be the droplet that
Starts ripples in the pond,
All I wish is to be the leaf
of which the wind is fond.

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