Monday, August 31, 2009


Faith on the wind
I feel my face
I know that my heart is evil
I see evidence when it preys upon faith
Even when it is not available
A peak above a pit
It sways back and forth
When this is real
The dark soul breaths life
Into a broken spirit
For the soul knows the results
It rips and shreds tomorrow
Which mosaic sings of a brighter soul?

1 comment:

  1. I think you and Jessica should put these versions together! Collaborative poem!!