Sunday, October 02, 2005

just

returning
Warje

murky glimpses and dismal sighs
all the goodbye's and the why's
the firey hell purifies the soul
all the abject heads roll
the mirage becomes the road
all senses on over load
then on the sweet innocent breeze
comes a quiet peace
and the distant horizon one again sees...



Note: I have added the photo on 13-3-2019 as it was missing for this post.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Welcome bakc to the fellowship.

Anonymous said...

I never actually left it