Journey Towards The Light

Melting hot,
Tangled itself to the summer’s eve,
Uncrushed by the approaching of morning dew,
Spinning in circles,
Singing so ever stridently,
Ghostly voices haunt this sight,
Shedding in passion,
Grabbing the bottomless peak,
Looking annoyed,
Turning downward,
Seeing and not believing,
Making sense of it all,
As God awaits patiently,
Taking you to his home.

(21900013)   Copyright © 08/01/2005 Ronil Tataria