starburn

I found a poem called Starburn.

I am a pixie of miniscule proportions; I am the friend of both the dark and the light, long traveled paths and new beginnings. I am constantly in motion although I will often defy the motion and sit on a rock. I am false starts, procrastination, and self-doubt, but I am also naivet, vulnerability and potential. I as well am nothing with out my other half, the traveler from the beginning and end; he is diligence, patience, and strength. In this life my traveler is elsewhere, and it is possible that we shall not meet. I am strangely attracted to the once born, for they have a simplicity that is extremely attractive, and they are far more numerous then those many times born and reborn. I am starburn


found it at http://allpoetry.com/starburn