Friday, July 17, 2009

weary, waiting......painted ceiling in the sky


















































weary......
waiting.....
wishing, watching for white and pale pink clouds.
weary of cluttering, clamouring wheels and doors,
while small wings land not far from my heart, to talk and remember.
weary, but watching.
one day.....the vista will open to remember my name.
my name will wait and finally we will remember their name.






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