"This world we live in is mighty hard to beat... You get a thorn with every rose, but ain't the roses sweet ?"
Sunday, August 9, 2009
FOR YOU
Walk with me,
Before the words melt
And the face fades away.
Walk this way,
Lest the ghost of many hopes
Die down and turn into ashes.
Walk with me,
Before the fire in your embrace
soften and disappear.
Walk this way,
Emboss my being,
Lift the veil
Pour yourself all over me
And drench the lie with truth.
Come to me,
Don’t let this weather pass by.
Before everything’s gone,
Walk this way
Walk with me.
(* Photograph taken en route to Dzeleke two months ago)
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This is just beautiful
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