remember sometimes winter chill
the thunder played, the feeling still
an angry grey upon the beach
and lightning, far as light could reach;
a sadness had me then and now
but still i could see through and how
a silver lining shone beyond
and veil of winter might be gone
and i might hold it once again,
a happiness, a thrill and then
a lighter moment, far above
and feel again a faith in love;
i climbed again on dunes away
to see beyond again that day.
the world could end and i alone
would weep and for its sins atone.
Apr 11, 2018
Apr 11, 2018 at 8:02 PM UTC
remember sometimes winter chill
the thunder played, the feeling still
an angry grey upon the beach
and lightning, far as light could reach;
a sadness had me then and now
but still i could see through and how
a silver lining shone beyond
and veil of winter might be gone
and i might hold it once again,
a happiness, a thrill and then
a lighter moment, far above
and feel again a faith in love;
i climbed again on dunes away
to see beyond again that day.
the world could end and i alone
would weep and for its sins atone.
2 October 2011
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