Thursday 28 June 2012

MORNING SUNSHINE SPEAKS


Hiding in the cave of darkness, fearing the monstrous face of death


Will I ever see beauty of the garden of life!


Clinging to the sinking boat, lusting for life


Will I not see the pearls of beauty in the ocean of death?


Lost in some sentient dream of so called experience


Not knowing, life, death or eternity! 


Oh lost soul of mine!


Let the morning sunshine speak!
















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