Sunday, February 18, 2007

The Lost Boy and the Owl

Love with the heart
And open arms, so says
The owl to the
Lost boy as he emerges
From the shadows

He talks,
Briefly, with the wise one
On the island
Of destiny surrounded
By dreams

With vibes of love
And passion, he finds himself
In the city of light
Chasing the vanishing dream
With a smile

Still doing
The daily battle for survival,
Poor soul, but crossing
The Sacred River on the edge
Is not for the faint-hearted

© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo
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