THE MANY FACES THE EYES SEE
THE MANY THINGS THAT TURN THEM BLIND
THE MANY EMOTIONS THEY SHOW
THE MANY THINGS THEY’LL FIND
IT’S NOT UNLIKE CLIMBING A MOUNTAIN
WITH NO HARNESS OR ROPE TO HOLD
YOU’RE BOUND TO SLIP, MIGHT EVEN FALL
IT’S THE BREAKING AND RE-MAKING - THE RE-SHAPING OF US ALL
SPREAD YOUR WINGS AND FLY
SOME DAY SOON YOU’LL HAVE TO TRY
THE WIND IT CALLS OUT YOUR NAME SO
LIFT THOSE FADING EYES AGAIN.
ADAM F - 10/05/95©
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By AdamF73 on 20 Apr, 08
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