Faceless Names

Sounds like me.

My Mind: Now Open

So many faceless names,

Or nameless faces.       .

But then maybe I don’t know enough

To know enough of them.

And maybe there all the same,

If only in the way that they are human,

As am I.

And in that we are united,

And these wrongs can be righted,

Like the delicate  flipped boat,

That floats on the stormy seas

Of the uncertainties of only knowing what you know,

When wanting to know more.

When paddling further into the storm,

To one day reach its eye.

Then to go through its wrath again,

To have it pass and to sit with the other boats

In the calm after.

After enduring through the waves,

And so then be united,

And know everyone,

And everything I could have hoped for.


View original post


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s