Own Goal


Somewhere out there I swear
Or else on reflection
Somewhere inside exists
That I am in search for

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 May 4, 2018, in Four By Six, Poetry and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. May we all find that “somewhere”, Ben.
    (I’ll be slowly catching up here now…. 🙂 )

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