Healing-Hurts

It is as on the sand I write for you a poem But the sea comes in again to steal it Like a child I stand and wonder why this is That hope lives only to be washed away

Tuesday, December 05, 2006


Darkness as a Sheet
Falls over the Light

To cover the Truth with reason

Can you be Really satisfied

When life is like an unchained melody
it can not be imprisoned by words

Thou shalt behold in Life the Wonder

and not analyse it through words
for that is vanity seeking to legitimize
base thought


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