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The Sparrow

The Sparrow

 

 

I once shattered broken fell

into deep an empty well

Screaming as I falling did

many out the fears I'd hid

Landing hard I hardly knew

wherefore what I next should do

Deeply lying shadow shroud

'round me echoed silence loud

 

Thus remaining wonder I

feeble dare to chance a cry

Or resting wait til strength return

as quick away my life does burn

Deep above me sits the sky

little caring if I die

Freedom midst it's clouds does reign

above a prison built of pain

 

As I bemoaned the fate of me

did land a sparrow on my knee

And staring I my breath did catch

to see this life upon this wretch

Then know I to death was bound

fell dead the sparrow on the ground

Time reversing backward spun

up where to first I'd begun

 

Answer none I have to give

of why once dieing now I live

Ever recall shall I that day

in terror hopeless as I lay

How all I had did fail me when

I fell to pain a prisoner, and

How but a simple sparrows fall

did thus to me return my all

 

 

 

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Jan 26, 2010
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