Sunday, 13 November 2011

Confused World

Confused world. Everyone lost and running around.
Miserable. Leaderless. Busy standing still.
Moving out of the void, a strange connectedness.
Everyone together in this mystery. Strange world.
Arising like a whisper on the horizon.... "come...
come to...come to a...wait...I am... come.."
World not lost. This is not an end.
This is ....... beginning.

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