creation

creation

A Poem by Tenten

 


Soft hands moving freely

Create a world of

                                Movement and sound

                                Paint and canvas

                                Ink and paper

A place only certain eyes

                                Are to be

A god a master a teacher

The guardian existence

                                Those beings

                Whose doleful eyes

                                Shine only for

                Your strength


© 2008 Tenten


Author's Note

Tenten
Cp. 1:20PM Fri 09-28-07 NM Forced Creation, Tired Write, Balh (Written, Green Psy)

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Tenten
Tenten

Alamosa, CO



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