Sunday, July 22, 2007
waking embrace
belief lost in the shuddering sand
sand scraping wind passing corners
to deliver nightmares to all the children
but is anyone there?
and where HAS the time gone?
I take a current walk in the past
awaken in the present
as the answers pass by and questions surface
resurface, retract and understand
the light covers and holds us close
this beautiful waking embrace
to grace your cheek
your lightly painted face
the guarded shine in your eyes
they try so hard to dispel the illusion of independence
as we stumble we fall
this is the latent impact
the heartbreak of an ordinary day
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2 comments:
Bleak, yet lovely.
Thank you very much for the comment cy.
the most beautiful thing I can think of is the smallest of hopes..It's hard to capture with words though...
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