Rose
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Monday, November 29, 2010
Simply Being Loved
Pulsing through an endless stream
A horizon filled with sand
Is now an rainforest
Abounding with life
The nothing in me has become
Something I never knew existed
You gave me new eyes
To replace the cracked looking glass
With which I perceived myself
Through your hushed agony
And your quiet compliance
Which has become a spring meadow
In a sun-soaked valley
As the haze thins
Light shines through
For a glimpse
Of Perfect Reality
A horizon filled with sand
Is now an rainforest
Abounding with life
The nothing in me has become
Something I never knew existed
You gave me new eyes
To replace the cracked looking glass
With which I perceived myself
Through your hushed agony
And your quiet compliance
Which has become a spring meadow
In a sun-soaked valley
As the haze thins
Light shines through
For a glimpse
Of Perfect Reality
Your Voice was the Soundtrack of my Summer
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