Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Blank

Blank and empty was that hollow cave 
capable to echo if you walked-in brave 

Blank was the school’s big black board 
Home to many learnings underscored 

Blank was that huge canvas 
whilst all the colors flashed past the painter’s eyes 

Blank was the farm to the farmer oh so kind
until it sowed life to our bodies and mind

Ask any parents’s finest memories 
It’s their child’s blank face in innocence 

Blank may not mean anything by itself  
but is the beginning of every major completed self