May 27, 2009

Love and the Faithless

Cars wiz by and voices nearby holler and cry… out. Thoughts wistle; turmoil abounds Inside- a destiny you make yourself Let loose the clasp of control God will do the rest. Angels and demons, forth right and still Still as a rock Dreaming on a cliff Every thousand years a slight earthly shift I dreamt a time when all was perfect I see it blushing strong, willowing red Pink delight I always knew but I had not fathomed That the color of destiny was a deep blue Mistaken for black by the Faithless.