roslyn ross - small stones and other poems
Monday, July 30, 2012
The ball of life
The ball of life was falling,
Wayward and sublime,
A strange attack of loving;
did channel through my mind.
This rough and robust frenzy,
Of feelings and of time,
Would settle on the seams of Self;
As joy and pain entwined.
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