Trapped for far too long
sentenced to walk in a land
of shadow alone
Memories speak in
the darkness, hindering the
search for healing light
Stumbling to the
ground, faceless hand lifts me up
Pulls me to follow
Glimpse of light on the
horizon dispells the fog
And I see the sun
Felix
Love Tinka
Okay Robert Fullerton behave ;-)...
Love, Eileen