A Whisper Within
By sidewinder
A whisper within the madness, Those unconfined wings where freedom unfurls its absolutes tangled in the webs of chaos, A fulfillment in time, Pleasures seeked by hope, Voices that cry in the wilderness, A tempest in the making, Oblivious to those who can not see, A moonlight which touches those who rise in its invocation, Celebrations rise in a fulfillment of those visions mingled in a quagmire of shadows which strive for honor, A rage in the flame, a soul who wonders melancholy into the night, Looking for his one & only love, Blind in its completeness. Nov. 30, 1997 Written February 19th, 2002 © on Feb 19 2002 09:46 AM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn 0 • 18 • 8
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