Voltage voices Encircle me; Pseudo-sonic Cacophonies Eroding, Corroding That stillness That would Turn my ear To God; Deafening the Aural portal Of the heart, Driving me Canyonward, To wind and water, And that silent Soul-sought Symphony Of the moon.
10/19/2002
Posted on 10/20/2002Copyright © 2024 Leonard M Hawkes