A bundle within I carry
Restless spring
The weight burdensome heavy
Wrapped in transparent membrane
Struggling to burst
With content vague
A window opens often
Third eye glimpse I see
Flashes of treasure buried
Wrapped around things I see
Things I hear
Things I feel
Waiting exploration
Waiting expression
My well of spring
(Wednesday 3rd October,1996)
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