Thursday, December 23, 2010

Stranger

Stranger your mouth may not always
be able to say what your heart feels

In vain, you  listen and hope that the wind
carries your messages to your 
place of rest

If only your lamp was not broken you would 
have been able to find your way.

Stranger, you don't have to hold 
your voice in captivity
Shout! Shout  with all that is left in you,
help is not to far from you.

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