Monday, May 9, 2011
I want the peace that passeth all understanding
I watch the doves perched outside my door
The sparrows come and go and come again
While the doves sit perched outside my door
I see my reflection through the glass darkly
A macabre grin eating away any calm
The flesh disappears into that darkness
While my macabre grin eats away any calm
I walk this way in solitude and deluge
Prepared to reach outward and within
The dark glass can be shattered if I permit it
And let myself reach outward and within
Fragmenting glass rouses the doves from their dreaming
They fly off on wings charged with purpose
Feeling lighter of soul than I’ve felt in days
I watch them fly off on wings charged with purpose.
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