Saturday, March 24, 2007

In a world of emotion
In a swirl of devotion
In the pass of a shadow
Across thy sweet face

In the twirl of a feather
In the sigh of a leaf
In the flight of a sparrow
As it returns to its nest

In the heart of a raindrop
In the soul of the stars
In the arms of the windswept
And times last embrace

In the muse of the sunset
In the call of the dawn
In the form of the rainbow
As the skies are swept clean

In the moon of the evening
In the bright light of
noon
In the friend of thy brother
A word on the move

In the silence in sorrow
In the tears found in grief
In the cry of the newborn
As it calls for its home

In the play of the trumpet
In the mourn of the flute
In the laugh of the joyful
And the face of all pain

In the sound of the sonnet
In the word and the will
In the face of your sadness
Love. touches me still.

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