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Dust
By
M. Jay Mansfield
...traveling in the colored nothingness of my mind ...rainbows blaze brilliantly in vibrant tones of black ...and in the end...it's only.....dust ...only dust...the heavens...dust ...I ...you ...we ...destined ...to be ...dust ...
Path of dust...
simple...
whispy future...
shady past...
trail of mine...
highway of my past...
My father's trail...
My mother's path...
Dirt road winding home...
dust in the hallways...
Bricks in my path...
Stones turned over...
smooth sailing...
Down my path of dirt...
Bridges out...
feet wet...
caked in mud...
weathered perfect...
on my path of dust...
walking...
on the path of dirt...
laughing...
of what must be sure...
feet baked...
with days of travel...
dust to dust...
on my father's bones...
I have traveled...
laughing...
I must wonder...
what army’s feet...
will I be trampled under...
dust to dust...
I laugh and wander...
traveling on...
down the path of dust...
© 2-3-03 mjmansfield
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