Follow me not like one rhythm <br />of a fire that is wild, <br />intrude not in my sacred shrine <br />and engulf my divine deity <br />in black stone I placed there <br />And friends, I need not <br />who follow me like a shadow <br />with stolen hidden swords <br />and sweet words on lips <br />Follow me not like a storm, <br />a stream from mountain <br />i need to flow and end <br />in one boundless ocean <br />in mystic form and feel <br />the resplendent horizon <br />and silvery moonlight <br />Follow me not like a cloud <br />in black, in my hands I need <br />only the fragrance of a breeze <br />not one sand storm of a desert... <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />April 24,2009<br /><br />Rema Prasanaa<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/follow-me-not-like-a-storm/
