Forever Young


Giving reign to the child in me
They become uncomfortable
They do not remain long as friends
The decision is mutual

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on December 14, 2012, in Poetry, Writing and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. They didn’t, did they? What magic music they both are still making, though, but especially at the time of this photo.


    • This song was such a perfect adjunct to this piece (apart from being such a wondrous song in its own right). The image unfortunately rather hijacks things, but that’s what its poster chose. There is a whole story of its own there though, that might be better accompanying “Don’t Think Twice, It’s All Right.”.


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