= to be revised | Luminita Suse [21.Apr.05 15:14] |
Humble gumbtion II I’m on the edge, ready to fall. If I look down I’ll loose it all. The soul, the life within The breath and silence, that it’s stil In rush over my crawling vanes (veins?) That crumble in thowsands of waves. What a strange mistery’s chasing my mind, Allthough the years have passed, I am stil blind. | |