Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Dark clouds gather
like thick smoke.

Burning tears,
fall like needles
from my eyes.

I cannot see.

I cannot breathe.

And yet, I endure.

4 comments:

TACParent said...

Endure you do. So beautifully.

Dymphna (4HisChurch) said...

Thanks. You do as well.

Linda S. Socha said...

This is beautiful and well done. I found myself wishing you occassional dances in the rain along with the endurance...and rays of sunlight in the aftermath of the dance
Linda

Dymphna (4HisChurch) said...

Thanks, Linda! Dances in the rain and sunlight would be wonderful!

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