Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Right Brain Conversations 1

I want to see
but I can not
the end of the tunnel
my strength is dimmed
by finite pressures
sheltering its beam
callous exterior
heart laden
encompassed with uncertainty
confidence beaten
broken & frail
in this vulnerable dimension
I look to You
eyes bloodshot
tears shed
bright lights unforeseen
yet i cling to loose strings of hope
this to will pass.

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