There's the time-contained truth
It makes you draw painful,
ragged breaths in
sometimes
You might hear it in a song,
even perhaps a different language,
but you recognise its emotion
tugging at your heart
a reality experienced;
though sometimes unresolved.
Then there is truth,
immense, uncontained,
by time, words, feelings
There is yearning, but that
which is built
on hope.
You are there and we
will meet one day.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
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I love this!!!
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