Sunday, May 4, 2008

Hailstorm.


Looking down in deep despair,

hating to close my eyes, avoid the nightmare,

Trying to control the vibrations in my head,

pleading the earth to open up, take me ahead.

I hear the knocks on my windows,

I wonder what more, to me to be endowed.

Hailstorm.

They were there for me to die for,

Lift me up above thoughts, a place so far,

Where I danced in my thoughts,

Carefree, happy and tied to them in a million knots,

They fell on the earth and played around,

Happiness for me, needn't anymore look around.

Thank you God.

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