Thursday, August 14, 2003



There is a light
trees that cry, a glimmer of hope
the dew drops shine
and become one
with the beauty of words there is song
but a hymn enchants the land
A glimpse of joy
covers the trees and embraces them
holds them tight
daren't let go
among this there is a crack
a weakness revealed
tears hold back, but cannot last
emotions flow
and through this moment
Believe
there is love

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