Sunday, March 9, 2014

D.U.S.T.

All my dreams,
have gone to dust.
That is where now,
parts of my soul rest.
In one way, I think,
it happened for good.
For now my soul has,
forever been delivered from the test.

2 comments:

Mo said...

It's been awhile since I read your poetry. I do love it and wish you wrote more

Witness said...

thanks Mo :)