The Poet’s Corner #80

After an aimless time searching for an ambiguous truth, I behold the idea incarnate. It takes the shape my mind always dreamed-- a fantasy realized and released-- one pale lily among rough reeds. Without reaching out to its beauty, I fall back into tangibility, leave all untouched in silence

03.27.2010| Fiction and Poetry, Volume 5, Issue 2 | Maria Xia