Tuesday, June 8, 2010


Let us go where the river takes us
Don’t make a fuss
Let us follow the river
Let the current guide us.

Take my hand
Hold tight
Look into my eyes
Keep the faith

Believe in me
One day you will receive
What you deserve.

Precious stones
Cannot measure
The experience
The thrill
The addiction

Don’t ask questions
Don’t put limits
Should we get lost?
The beats of our hearts
Will guide us back.

©thelma migue, 2010

From the cizoepoetry collection


  1. ...i trust the heart not...i will keep the faith not....my mind has questions plenty...my mouth wants to ask questions troubling......