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FOLLOWING MYSELF

Candice James

Copyright 2009

I’ve walked a few roads

And seen many things

But I have not understood

Much of what I have seen.

I’ve seen suns rising high

Like a windowless plane

Climbing Jacob’s ladder.

I’ve seen suns sinking low

Like a twilight spider

On the curtain of dusk.

I have peered upward

From under the floorboards of life

And gazed downward from my dreams.

When I see you look at me,

You see me,

But you don’t really see me.

I am only the essence of my words.

They are me

And I am them.

As I walk through this world,

Hand in hand with my words,

Sometimes I think I hear

Someone following me.

When I turn around

And see it’s only me

Following myself,

I realize

How totally lost

I truly am.