Thursday, March 19, 2009

The Depth of Sorrow

Why do the gales overcome,
when the wheels are in progress.
How can I convince my soul,
when the breeze turned tornadoes.
How did I miss the grace,
when it was owned by me.
Who had this miserable dream,
vigorously eager to fulfill.
When will I cross this terrible sea of misery.


Undated

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