Monday, July 2, 2007

"Broken Wings"

Helpless from falling
No reply to my calling
I lay here in silence and wait
Will someone come
To lift me up
Is this my chosen fate
It doesn't seem
That in this scheme
My fate should be so cruel
With all my efforts
Here on earth
I have not been a fool
To celebrate I cultivate
Nurturing love in those
Who choose to be
In likeness to me
A wandering heart that glows
Alas I hear some footsteps
There is the faintest light
All my hope has helped me cope
'Til comes my precious knight

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