Sunday, May 29, 2011

She drifts to sleeplessness

While listening to the Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon Soundtrack

I wait in a meditative state for You oh Ancient of Days
away from Eden
to hear Your counsel for these final days
Your voice walks between consciousness
I hear You when I think I'm awake
and to remember your words is life to my bones
Your words endure beyond them

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