Ode to the Scribe

Posted on 23 May 2006 by

Inspiration from afar,
on how to be a wandering star,
Life, it’s gift, used to unite,
Yet dull it does Freedoms light,
A soul born into the world is free,
Yet grown, not so, as you can see.

Copyright ©2006 Syridian

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4 Responses to Ode to the Scribe

  1. Kuan Gung says:
    6 June 2006 at 12:59 pm

    Very nice!

  2. Rae says:
    19 June 2006 at 8:52 am

    those last two lines… how very true

  3. Mayur says:
    30 August 2006 at 5:32 pm

    Very short poem but very meaningful indeed…

  4. mack says:
    21 February 2007 at 12:19 pm

    very very nice.

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