Faintly,
I hear the music
Through the thickness
Of air.
The voices in my head are screaming
Fighting
With each other.
I try
And I try
To simply
Not care.
I stand alone
Surrounded by trees.
A perfect moment
To get down on my knees.
I pray towards a light
That is filterd through green.
'Tis you that I trust
Although never SEEN.
Please
GOD
Please help them be quiet.
Instruct them of your mercy
As I softly weep.
4.01.2006
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I am in awe of your talent to express yourself in so many ways ... each series of thoughts complement the others, every title complement the photo --- and the pictures are the bomb! Bomb = Great!
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