in another time
on another shore
he fought
and died
against the tide
that swept through
his soul
and now he wonders
where to go
he stands alone
against the bricks
feeling for his
heartbeat
but it is
quiet
and he is
lost
the timeless sounds
of mourning
dance in rays of sun
and he wakes
to find his
wounds
are gone
and he opens
his eyes
to find a hopeful
morning.
Sunday, June 20, 2010
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