Tuesday, January 24, 2006

Lone Refuge

Endless HorizonA barren desert
The winds swirl the sand
Into a new desert
Lost are the tracks of life
As if it were untouched
The night brings the moon
Constellations soon follow
Cold and quiet, desolate yet serene
Minds find a voice
Listen to yourself,
for too many others have
SpokenI would like to learn the language of the mind
I would like to be lost in the depths of my sanity
I would like to be alone, with myself
I would like to burrow under sleeping bags and
Listen to the silence
I wouldn't mind

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