Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Surge Of Joy

Striking through the streaking rain
I feel it coming through again
Like a curtain rending in my heart
from the sky light comes and falls

And its here for just a breath
this fire in my soul
my eyes widen with every step
its the feeling that I am whole
I could almost reach out and touch my makers hand
I could almost smell the taste feel Heavenly land
Its running through my head to my fingertips
the wind and cold wont leave me old though they breath an icy kiss
The breath swells in my head and words seem an alloy
running through my soul and my frame is a surge of joy

The bare bones of the world reach out there arms to me
the warm hope has been heard and all this I see
rain drives in my face
I have to keep up this furious pace
the wind holds the breath
and the the breath holds the glow
there is a depth on the moment only I know

And its here for just a breath
this fire in my soul
my eyes widen with every step
its the feeling that I am whole
I could almost reach out and touch my makers hand
I could almost smell the taste feel Heavenly land
Its running through my head to my fingertips
the wind and cold wont leave me old though they breath an icy kiss
The breath swells in my head and words seem an alloy
running through my soul and my frame is a surge of joy

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