Soaring
Sought out a man
thought he was you
lost in different time streams
numerous ways and means
going to extremes
wandering in another day dream
where Life doesn't seem so gray
and ripe with sickness and decay
where people sadly shake their heads
and wallow away
Feeling so hollow
not hallowed by another name
gripped by moments of silence
purely agonizing in its way
sometimes there is no reason
as words tumbled out in array
finding function and form
to be willingly born
not drowning in dismay
Seeking this wisdom
to honestly know the difference
not another bound prison
but a solution to spark deliverance
Where common sense becomes
anything but ordinary
never the same old story
In a moment of glory
unabashed and ornery
finding the self
soaring...
mathiasthom
written 12/10/09
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