Wednesday, March 05, 2008
Held in young hands
The light is shivering.
I've come all this way
Wandering along the edges of time.
I came, searching still
Without even knowing your name, but
One little feeling
I only wanted to hand over to you
Sometimes I catch and hold
love and pain, tightly in my arms.
It will fade away, but
I will remember it... Always....
It has been echoing in my chest
For who knows how long.
Although it's a whisper tinier
Than a drop of the evening fog.
Towards the darkness of the frozen stars
A spinning prayer
May it reach your distant sky....
mused at 10:23 pm
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