Monday, January 08, 2007

With every moment that passes by
I feel a little weaker, a little stronger
I feel my past choking on me
and see my future shining a bright light
My present like a conviction of my sins
Sins of my heart, my desires
Like a result of my work
a path to my desires.

I know I'm not alone
I can already feel a divide within me
A calling from what's beautiful around me.
The lightning in the sky and the sound of rain
Scars on the moon and the roaring ocean.
All assurances of hope and life;
I don't feel the need to cry
when it's raining.

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