The autumn of myself

A Poem by anartao

Discard this dusty ego, 

like an overcoat in the sun 

No more for false desires 

will this grey matter motor run 

To know nothing ever more 

besides the seasons passing time 

To spend eternity without self ,

a stillness so sublime 

Shed my skin like autumn leaves ,

exposing boughs of bone 

And leave the wind to sigh within 

these branches once i’ve flown

© 2013 anartao

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Added on January 17, 2013
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anartao

Sydney, Australia

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I write to keep my self sane, and because the act of writing is also one of creating, and with the majority of power in the world today laying in the hands of destroyers, we need all the creators we c.. more..