it all apart again.
Then try to put it back together.
Wondering if ever it will
really seem to matter anymore.
Feelings rising. Tied in knots.
The many pushing hard against the one.
The sun should warm instead of burn.
I cannot stand to see the harm
of power-based inflation of the mind.
Sudden then, the change of mood.
Curious, an innocence improves my disposition.
I really have no way to find a final destination.
For deeper than belief, I know
the strength of my eternal soul.
A smile comes.
I must respond.
And so I reach
into the whole
? Michaelette ?
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