The Rush

And life goes on,
when all is said and done.
Another push, another rush,
as freedom's being won.

Free from all those dreams
that once were real.
Free from all the feelings that
were somehow too surreal.

Free from an attachment
that brought endless rounds
of pain. No one could tell
the loss or gain of this.

Immeasurable...

From bliss to only empty,
aching need. Shattered heart,
another start - so hard to see
the meaning when the tears
cloud up your sight.

Trust - you used to put your trust
in Him. Closer than an 'I and Thou'
have ever been before. And then
the sin, as he just ran away.

The worry and the rush remove
the hush of quiet interludes
when loving was the best
that we could be.

You and me - we used to be
so free with one another.
Freedom spent - the loving
went away.

And life goes on,
when all is said and done.
Another push, another rush,
searching for my freedom
in the wind...

? Michaelette ?

10/04/2002
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