Saturday, 1 October 2011

Wait for me

October skies
Early morning breeze
The leaves whistle in the wind
The heat has passed
The monsoon rains have left their mark
Green leaf cover everywhere
How I love a new season
To leave the past behind
Move on to a new day
As I open this door
I hear the whispers of hope calling my name
With a true and noble voice
I hear once again
You are mine
I am yours
Look out toward the horizon
Wait for me
For surely I will come
As you wait for me
You will feel me drawing near
You will know that
I am
here.

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