you burn madly, <br />an out of contol flame... <br />a car racing madly <br /> <br />towards the cliff. <br />hungry for life, <br />and groping the shadows <br /> <br />for the forms of light <br />that you cant quite touch. <br />slow down, slow down, <br /> <br />be still, and listen with your feelings.... <br />wait on the knock, the strong voice <br />of the stranger who lives.... <br /> <br />beyond that door! <br />dont be afraid, and dont run! <br />that stranger is you!<br /><br />Eric Cockrell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/beyond-that-door-2/
