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I have waited for thee
Pondering in reflection
By the waters edge
In the cool autumn breeze
As wings of birds
Carry my hopes across
Such darkened skies
Which kneel towards me
Glancing upon my cheek
In gesture of a gentle kiss
Melting into my heart
In the essence of time
My eyes seek
Looking for reassurance
Deep in my mind
I already know
My wait for you is in earnest
Yet this day belongs to me
~Moses~
© 2010 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved
Crowds gather in anticipation
Fluttering wings
Nervous feet shifting
Ear shattering noise
Reaching its pitch
Only the bleating of the mother
An obstacle to a feast
Upon the innocent
That which has fallen
Deserted by the flock
As it lay bare upon the ground
Before the masses
Ready to pounce
Yet the sheep call out
As the crows gather
Drawing closer
~
Momentarily the ewe stirs
Clumsily it stands
Awakening from unconsciousness
In its zeal she has fallen
No longer stunned
Returning to the waiting flock
Crows gasping in despair
At the loss
Quelling the fever of the pitch
~Moses~
© 2010 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved