In the dark silences
of my downtrodden thoughts
there is sometimes
a fiery consummation,
conception and fermentation
of breaking new ground -
frontiers once again opened
and filled with cadences
and rhythms of liberation.
A blessed release
from interminable durations
of the void's hammering on
and in the brain.
Jul 5, 2010
Jul 5, 2010 at 6:29 AM UTC
In the dark silences
of my downtrodden thoughts
there is sometimes
a fiery consummation,
conception and fermentation
of breaking new ground -
frontiers once again opened
and filled with cadences
and rhythms of liberation.
A blessed release
from interminable durations
of the void's hammering on
and in the brain.