Near the black water i stare
In the distance of this Universe:
Waves whisper on their language right there
I try to understand it, but suppose it to be false.
I leave my way home, I seek from some
For trying to slide in the water of my mind.
My hopes, my despair and my faith-
All they at once concentrate
On my own.
I slowly glow.
Let me slide to this deep inside
Of the water, but I can`t.
I`m still weak, and how I wouldn`t believe
That I still can`t find the way to myself.
Still it, still it, still it is.....
30.09.03
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© Copyright: Ольга Твайлайт, 2003
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