Tuesday, November 13, 2007

A Day's Grace

Cold splashes of water

Soft soothing breeze caressing my skin

Blinding sunshine through the windows

Breaths from the fires of hell

Concluded with white smoke from within

The clouds move by, while I ponder upon them

Alone as I sat wondering the puzzle

Bright turns to dark

Warm turns to cold

Unsolved, in midst of looking for the answers

I can see, but only so far...

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