Prayer For the Spirits | ||||||||
8/21/98 by NLS | ||||||||
7/25/02--Dedicated to Nick | ||||||||
Why is this day filled with cruel realities? Why do my tears fall for other's sadness? Now I look in the mirror and wonder what will become of everything I hold close to me, A spirit I hardly knew flew away peacefully; away from the darkness. He couldn't touch herand they gathered all around. My eyes are heavy as I choose not to face the winter. The ones I see upon the choppy waters can swim and they will make it ashore. I look out to sea where the gentle spirits rise above the water, The ones filled with love. As I see, begin to climb towards the gates of heaven. |