The albatross sings through clouds
Waltzing in the circle of our intimate desolations.
Pandemonium caressing winds of destruction.
The sound of lonely steps forcing tendencies along the shore.
As Crumbling drops of rain do unexpected time around the sun.
The hands open-wings angels
Break the silence underneath the blue sky,
Passion hidden in a kiss.
Walking beneath waterfalls
Whispers penetrate the alley of rendition.
The good Sheppard strolls between thin lines.
Walls of winter shiver at the sound of war.
Fear of a reliance bounces through souls
Seeking and founding my silence.
Walking the mind of child
Unfrosted and fragile uncertain from the waist down.
Run as fast as you can.
The telepathy of a mother
Brings back a memorable dance with the stars.
As The tree of life cuts through their veins
A mind field of flowers began to blossom
The sound of bird
Whistling inside my brother’s keeper…
Rony Joseph all rights reserved 2009
Mar 6, 2010
Mar 6, 2010 at 12:09 PM UTC
The albatross sings through clouds
Waltzing in the circle of our intimate desolations.
Pandemonium caressing winds of destruction.
The sound of lonely steps forcing tendencies along the shore.
As Crumbling drops of rain do unexpected time around the sun.
The hands open-wings angels
Break the silence underneath the blue sky,
Passion hidden in a kiss.
Walking beneath waterfalls
Whispers penetrate the alley of rendition.
The good Sheppard strolls between thin lines.
Walls of winter shiver at the sound of war.
Fear of a reliance bounces through souls
Seeking and founding my silence.
Walking the mind of child
Unfrosted and fragile uncertain from the waist down.
Run as fast as you can.
The telepathy of a mother
Brings back a memorable dance with the stars.
As The tree of life cuts through their veins
A mind field of flowers began to blossom
The sound of bird
Whistling inside my brother’s keeper…
Rony Joseph all rights reserved 2009
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