Nov 29, 2010

ZIG-ZIAG



The slight whisper,

The heavenly twister,

And the smart punctuations of life;


The halts which I made,

The falls which I take,

Will resemble the mode of my cries;


He laughs and so do I,

We both tend to rejoice,

What I know is known by him,

And of! Course, nothing did he hide!



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