Mundane Glory
Joseph E. Reed
February 20, 2015
Sometimes I hold my goals afar
So they retain their luster
I tell myself that, once attained,
They’ll soon decay and rust
Or maybe I will lose all drive
Having reached my target
I keep on shooting for the stars
And fail to walk towards it
But when my feet are earthen bound
I dance within the soil
I raise my head and eyes and hands
Exhilerating toil!
I breathe the air I have right here
I taste the life before me
And I am free, I have no bounds
My mundane life of glory!
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Poesía"Arising out of the mists and numbness of false cloudiness, Joseph's poetry is a pursuit of vitality, a yearning for reality." -Naja the Artist A poet and musician since childhood, Joseph E. Reed presents his creations for the world to share. Well...
