My OperaJust something I was working on.
Monday, January 25, 2010 9:06:23 PM
Rain
Damp was the land.
Dry is the dirt.
Water needed for every hand.
The cry-out of a desolate earth.
The personification of drought.
All Life without its spirit.
Everything living in doubt.
Life looking bleak from all facets
As all seems too much, clouds dim.
Hope in elusive
All life, hanging by a whim
Death is conclusive
Yet, in an instant, Heaven shows love.
What is needed, flies down for above.
Damp was the land.
Dry is the dirt.
Water needed for every hand.
The cry-out of a desolate earth.
The personification of drought.
All Life without its spirit.
Everything living in doubt.
Life looking bleak from all facets
As all seems too much, clouds dim.
Hope in elusive
All life, hanging by a whim
Death is conclusive
Yet, in an instant, Heaven shows love.
What is needed, flies down for above.
