Sincerely, Me
I'm restless and senseless,
I act on a whim,
I'm obstinate defiant,
Lost between hero and sin.
I've lost what I need,
Yet recovered my habits,
Slept in a runaway box car,
Headed toward the Sabbath.
Hades' hand quivers,
Thinking of me,
Michael beckons my soul,
Knelt humbly upon knee.
Lost in the crowd,
Yet the center of attention,
Walking a tightrope,
With uneven suspension.
Lost the one thing I loved,
Like change to the couch,
Leftover frostbitten flowers,
Attempting to fly South.
Through a rain of confusion,
A Sunday Herald held overhead,
Forgotten mystifying emotions,
The right words said.
A cloud outlined in silver,
Marooned in the sky,
Walking in gratitude,
You've earned your wings...fly.
Sincerely, Me.
Copyright © Terri Buffington | Year Posted 2005
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