Saturday, May 05, 2007

One Last Breath

From the willows of darkness
to the cold ice mountains
A voice speaks a word
a whisper of sorts, a message

A signature it may be
or may be something else
it speaks to you
as if your like everyone else

It makes you follow
makes your ears follow
you search hard, you look around
but the source can't be found

One word was spoken
one was heard
It was like God's last breath
which was left broken...


-kd

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Beautiful! ntn more can be said to it. its simply beautiful!
~Dheera