Tuesday, October 2, 2012


photo from  http://goo.gl/z9zXt
Deep silence fills the gray forgotten land
This night the moon lays softly down and hears
a thornbird hidden singing in the strand
chasing away all shadows with its tears 
Sweet song emerging from the scented green 
never before heard in a life time whole
Oh child of pain! always breathing unseen
breaking the Heart and torturing the Soul
All of your life exchanged for one last song
terrible and unique true proof of Love
paying with death the gift of loving long
given from God in grace through skies above
Doomed in your blood, forsaken and forlorn,
to find the hardest and most sharpest thorn...

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