the rain <br />it washes away all of me <br />into little pools of mystery <br />to gather all my thoughts <br />and then send them spinning <br />into oblivion. <br /> <br />the sky <br />it grabs my soul <br />and launches me towards <br />the One who awoke my very being. <br />breathing my songs <br />and heaving them Upwards <br /> <br />the ground cries <br />for me to be part of it <br />leaving me to wonder <br />what is my home? <br /> <br />the trees stand gently <br />my protectors in silent tribute <br />to my King <br />hold me when i cannot <br />their sighs are my words <br />too painful to give voice <br /> <br />in my soul <br />it cries freedom <br />to belong to this terra <br />to know the hand of my Creator <br />to touch His face <br />and let the tears fall<br /><br />Fallen Too Far<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rhapsody-6/
