Lost within a fog of light
as a fiery spirit burning
bright
adrift upon a dry south wind
that seeks only the sun
Wanderer who makes the choice
to never voice the feel of
loneliness
that he has built his life
upon
as he burns within
the desert of his mind
while howling, his heart seeks
out
an instinct that might turn
about
this course of his destruction
and he pauses, listening
for tonight the wind will sing
in gentle rain
cleansing, cooling and revealing
the necessity of feeling
in a life
?Michaelette?
1/15/2000
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