Sep 23, 2006 17:51
Rain clouds always gathering
with the voices in my head.
Wishing I knew what to say
as words get in the way.
Lost in undiscovered territory
the map - a simple piece of paper;
craving I knew where to go
as words get in the way.
Surrounded by clouds of uncertainty,
the water droplets dispersing our clarity.
Let's light a fire to dissolve the fog
yet words get in our way.
Sweet revelation only comes
through our sweet surrender.
Wanting us to learn more
yet words get in our way.