Walls Come Down
personal spiritual poetry
Thursday, 5 February 2009
waves lapping bird wings song
nothing matters
stood on the shore
waves silently lapping all around
birds
speed boat takes rumble noise across my scene
always going somewhere with engines
lets just drift a bit shall we?
can't we?
won't we?
waves lapping
bird wings
song
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