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

Saturday, June 23, 2007

2 Comments:

  • At Saturday, 23 June, 2007, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    This blog has so much pain seepng through it but also so much hope!


    Pierre Menthe

     
  • At Monday, 02 July, 2007, Blogger Simon Auchterlonie said…

    Could it not be seen in another way
    Sometimes to me beauty a tear brings
    to my eye
    For words limit the effect of beauty
    within the heart
    It is as if they speak other languages think of how can the author relate the finished work of a composer
    Their works reach different people in different ways

     

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