Thursday, November 25, 2010

Lost at Sea

Were I to be, lost at sea
Floating amongst the dead debris,
With darkness glooming all around
The softest breeze; the only sound.
With my body cold, my fingers numb
My mind takes flight, it's you to come.
You whisper softly in my ear
The words that only I can hear
Flying away from this desert place
Letting mind and body float to space.
And so as I lose sight I shall not fear
For darkness that awaits has become so clear.

1 comment:

  1. This is beautiful. One of your best so far, I think. Love Donna

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