26 April 2007

a turning moment

gentle the rain out of the leaden sky
long hours of thought watching the trees
green branches moving in the breeze
in this small forest all are young and spry
for a long moment i lay duty by
i feel the pressure the constant squeeze
that keeps me constantly on my knees
life's too short to be enraged or cry
the light is colder than the present day
i wait for messages and do not tire
thought moves forever at a constant speed
each of us has to find their own hard way
the signal isn't held in by the wire
and word is always justified by deed

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