She's so unusual...2008

She's so unusual

 Just an ordinary tale attached to an ordinary face .

She sees herself and hears her silent grace,-disgrace..

She climbs outside the box the edges folded,stored away.
Once wrapped up neatly like a used up old cliche
And they say ,she's so unusual...

And all the passer-by's as they swiftly move to catch up to their way..
As they rewind in slow motion to the path they had walked upon yesterday .

Untold secrets to the path of different lives,;loudly echoing  street corner whispers and  jive.

The truth beheld walking back to a place or face .

Their direction never lies..
 The path is so unusual.

Extraordinary.. soldiers battling the unknown crossing over territory lines.;Just to make it home .

They..rise up the fallen extraordinary.. They seek refuge in their own skin.. as the outside.... world continually spins
Unusually ordinary... tales of you and I .... of extraordinary soldiers ,the passer-bys we move swiftly.... in a hurried disgrace we silently rewind in slow motion to find that silent contentment of our grace .

And we find it so unusual..