symbolic in the way that only
a true martyr can be
elusive and dark in the realm of light
and fantasy

creativity lost in the swamp of usage
"who am i ?"looking beyond the scope of reason
leaning and swaying like the trees of
my only miniscule youth.

the happiness i seekis eveyday
when the sun shines and the deer are here
when i hear the turkeys gobble.
true happiness lies within myself!