Sunday, August 5, 2012

In the wilderness

In the wilderness I still hear his voice,
carried on the river and streams of my years,
borne from the spring rains of my tears,
parted by force, more destiny than choice,
so innocent our hearts, love trumped fears,
our moment in the sun so bright, so right...
so blow wind, carry away my memories,
let this moment pass like day to night...