Tuesday, June 27, 2006

The night weeps

Darkness falls, black, starless.
Rain pelts hard
on a forest sans silluehete.
Tears drown on a night like this,
and anguished cries fade silent
against a damp & moss-covered wood.

My tears fall for you.
My cry rents for you.
You, living one day at a time,
laying with death each night.
How is it you still smile?
And still light my life?

The night weeps
and the tears wash clean the night
bring forth a new day
a day of light & life.
For some the first, renewed
yet others the last evermore.

If I could
take your hand
hold you close
let the rain wash over us.
Each breath, each heartbeat shared,
would you honor me with your soul?

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