December
11
Walking Alone Michael R. Anderson
I, too, was born of a world not the same,
Amongst white snow, a raindrops’ shame.
In life’s garden, a dormant seed.
A heart held of dissimilar need.
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I, too, was awed by lightning’s flash,
Embering in mind even after the crash.
Followed closely by silent rain,
Blood-red, falling from the sky in vain.
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The wind chimed and the earth shook from thunder,
And my mind was but befixed to wonder;
How could I stand amidst this storm,
Seek shelter not, yet still seem warm?
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But I, too, take my sorrow at a site-
Other souls would nonchalantly slight.
And I, too, have felt the need for love,
But could only love that need which I dreamt of.
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And as I peered deep through the skies,
The clouds grew black to shut my eyes.
The demon that came in your view,
Now’s taken from me what he took from you.
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In the garden the seed has sprang,
A nameless child unearths the pang.
Felt for the flower, both eyes in close.
Took twenty thorns to touch the rose.
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A wondering mind looked to the sky,
So beautiful it had to die.
Laid it to rest upon the stone,
And turned away a man full grown.
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Singing the same song at a different tone,
In thoughts, destined to die, unknown.
Born unto a world not of our own,
We walked together, walking alone.
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Love Makes The World Go Round
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