Sagacious words

Poetry is a deal of joy and pain and wonder, with a dash of the dictionary. ~ Khalil Gibran

Thursday, 8 November 2012

Through the Mist

Cry into the river tears of madness
And as the sun rises through the mist,
Let the heart sing with gladness.

Feel fiercely the quiet loss,
As the pain deafens all reason-
And permits the spirit to move across,

Through barriers of time and space,
The waves of temporary relief,
Allow it all to show upon you face.


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