Caught In Reality
By sidewinder
Blowing like gentle breeze fresh forever in a moment of time, Caressed by a memory but cradled by a single hope that is flickered like flame of a candle, And if one listens, One hears a whisper, A prayer, A cry in the night, And if one keeps an open heart, Maybe a prayer is answered, But only if one keeps forever held tightly, Precious to those who understand, Blind to those who don't, Lost forever in the wind, Scattered in the four corners of a world caught in reality. May 9, 1996 Written February 11th, 2002 © on Feb 11 2002 05:55 AM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn 0 • 18 • 12
AI analysis available. Enable JavaScript to interact.
About this line
"Blowing like gentle breeze..."