Friday, November 24, 2006


You're here in me but outside you're lost
Desperation climbs me sitting in a window kissing frost
We're together in separation
Lost in spirit, out of rhyme
Prying at our desperation
Out of promise, out of time
I see you in fields and temples
I see you holding an empty urn
I see you crying out for shelter
from a love that you have burned
I hear poverty and hatred
You touch love and let it go
I can sense something sacred
You feel sorrow that I'll never know
I pray for your arrival
I pray to an empty sky
I pray for your survival
I pray that life is not a lie.

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