10.12.2009

Answer Me

Sunset glory
Mountains tall
Hear my story
Hear my call

Leave your silence
Speak to me
Show no violence
You, who see

I am weary
Are you not?
Time is dreary
Years are naught

Give me answer
Nothing more
Whence the dancer?
Why the shore?

Where the seasons?
Who the sun?
Give me reasons
More than one

Sunset glory
Mountains tall
Shun my story...
Scorn my call
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