27 August 2008

Glimpse of Peace



Sittin' still through every heartache.
Sittin' still through every piece
Of grief and every bit of
Every tiny shred of every little peace

I can find on this
Island of Sad and Far Away Time.

Writhing like a serpent.
Piercing like a knife.
Rolling through me like the
Black of all the darkest nights.

But every tiny moment
Of the briefest glimpse of peace
Takes me through the rough spots --
Gives me hope I'll be redeemed.

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