The call

A Poem by hera

following my heart call
not knowing where it leads by nightfall
a lovely garden or a dark wood
i cannot foresee
but either one
has made a different me

© 2012 hera

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Added on December 2, 2012
Last Updated on December 2, 2012

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hera