Thursday, April 29, 2010

soul weary-

sometimes I find my soul spread bare
singing to the breathless air

sometimes I find my soul stretched thin
screaming and screeching a harrowing din

sometimes I find my soul bared wide
gulping and gasping everything inside

then sometimes I find my soul at peace
when all of the clamors in my heart beat cease

yet still again there is a soul at rest
and this is when I love the world best