I sat watching in silence
only the uneasy birds rustled
I watched the city and the winding river
the bridges and the imminent darkness
I was on the south side
on the other side of the time barrier
to open my darkest eyes
and wake up to a new life
I have all my life
slept and shelved the burden
It was so hateful to have
to get a new grip in my own soul
A new hand recklessness into my heart
A new responsibility to my mind and soul
I felt some finger prodding
I was awake from the sleep of pathos and tragedy and spasmodic passion
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