Posted on July 2nd, 2008 by george.
Categories: poetry.

Scraping along on a dirty hull
Lord in heaven my senses are dull
Won’t you lift off the veil from my cloudy eyes
Or make wings of my sails that can take to the skies
Can’t you hear how heavy I’m heaving my sighs
As the night
Draws near
Like a thief

So low seem the clouds on this soft blue ball
Should I reach for my star and let go of it all
Loose the chains, free the mooring and leap for my life
Tumbling headlong for children, a mortgage, a wife
With this freedom of choice should I steer clear of strife
Or see light
Shed a tear
And believe?



Comment on July 2nd, 2008.



Comment on July 3rd, 2008.

Do it.Leap.


Comment on July 5th, 2008.



Comment on September 5th, 2008.

I guess this one’s been answered. ;-)


Comment on September 5th, 2008.

Wow. Yes. Yes it has.


Comment on September 7th, 2008.

It was so good to talk to you two today. You both sound so happy and peaceful. Much, much love to you both.

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