Cozy,hardy,strong,too calm,my body shrink in frivolities,
head bowed to my knees,eyes covered in hands.
I gasp in my squeeze for deep concentration,every other thing,
word or sound is making sense.Too many pages with the anguishly
inscipliona,the pain of my burden and me burden of my soul.
Silently with echoes from the mouth piece from the church near by,
and the soft crying of the birds,i begged desperately for freedom,
freedoom from this self,the depth of my illusions.
I grew out of it with the desire for time to turn back its hands.
But the glory of those grey are lost forever,even in memories
and now i endlessly wonder.
I stop to stare wearily across greens,the cool over flooded earth
but my heart thumb in fearful beauty as i daily drench in the
quest pool of who i've become.
My breath is stale now with very husky throat,i'm still in the cold
bearing this daughtership cross,wondering like a slave of this responsible borden.
I know you are out there watching intently your image struggle with the minds.
I know i shall return someday to the meaning of dusk.
But i am home now a little solace in love,too soon mixed with strive and i must run now
i want to go to another home,where there is mastery of time and space,where i first
truimphed inborn to be crowned daughter of zion,accepted and loved with deep feeling,
lord please dont let me crash in this episode!!!