Friday, May 13, 2011

THE SELF!


To whom, it is given, it is acknowledged
A strange embodiment of character
Like an uncontrollable pendulum, it swings
Revealing time after time, its hint
To you, it might be worthy of protection
Guarded by your instincts and intuition
But I hope in your very own fiction
There's a meaningful foundation
To me, it is precious and priceless
A substitute for an old wine skin
Pictured after the image of a superior
Nourished in the abundance of fountain
To us, a rebirth of entity
Greatly appalled by the wind of change
Finding balance in the sway of opportunity
Immensely measured by adorning gauge