Jul 3, 2016, 1:33:54 PM Creative

Invigorate me with life

let me drink from your fountain

let me feel the wind 

slapping my face

to jolt awake to life's simplest 


to forget about guilty knowledge

to go back to days of innocent youth

to go back to the curiosity

that belongs only to a child.

The mirror is saying,1

That's not you. That's not you

like a repeated mantra

Go back to you,

oh if only it would tell me

which direction.


Published by Joanne Giselle Degamo

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