The Eye of The Storm

Upon this raft that sailed through storms 
Sat a child awaiting for shores 
Werling winds took travelling through 
When nothing became so new 
 
And it was said; her ears heard silence 
As her eyes saw obscure 
And all at once 
Her heart opened 
A thing told impossible to occure 
 
And all in one instance 
Crashing waves came forth so pure and wide 
Setting the rain and thunderous sky 
As forgotten pieces, 
in the light ... ... sent soaring high

by lonedevil on 24 May 2005 at 20:42

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