Monday, December 1, 2008

Our Eyes

The morning has passed
as I sit speaking with the mirror
and I see through its vision
the rain upon the window
has washed it all away
no colors left upon the world
only varying shades of grey
perhaps it is not so bleak
as it would first seem
for tears of sky
give life to earth
which brings beauty to our eyes.

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