Tuesday 24 February 2009

SIGHT

Your *
Have the waves of
Time
eroded your * ,
gently, slowly
?

They say
You Are Blind.
You say,
Yes
I have lost my * ,
waiting.

You say
I wilt not wait
any more.
I shall
Look,
look for a
new pair of wings.

Wings
that will let you soar
Up
in the skies of
*

I hear
"Hey,
wilt thou not too pick
up a set of
Wings?
Everyone has done so.
Now,
it is only
You"

You,
Alone.
down there,
on the
ground of *.
while,
We
are up here,
Flying,
In the skies
Above.

You hear,
Is he
Blind too?