My heart envisions what my eyes refuse to see. ~Poet Walter J Wojtanik
Stealing pieces of every moment
held in fleeting patience; lost
in a discipline most sublime.
The time for tears will fly
in the face of the heroic.
Prophets gazing; Grazing
the limits of their visions.
© Copyright Walter J. Wojtanik 2013
Written for THE SUNDAY WHIRL – Wordle #97
My heart envisions what my eyes refuse to see. ~Poet Walter J Wojtanik
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