December 2, 2004


  • -Original Work-


    Oh Voice!


    How beautiful is thy call!


    A wind born upon the


    Wings of angels,


    Their lofty flight


    Bringing joy to my


    Ears and


    Peace to my heart.


    Oh holy zephyr,


    Cease not thy


    Sweet strains


    Lest the silence fill the


    Void within


    My flesh as darkness


    Between the stars.


    Oh Voice!


    Oh cry, oh chord


    Oh angelic breath!


    No instrument of man


    Nor beast can close


    Match thy perfection.


    What more perfect


    Prayer can be said


    Than a song sent


    Forth to


    Heaven?


    Keep not thy breath


    Caged within the


    Bones of thy


    Earthly cell


    But loose thy


    Stirring soul


    To soar


    Past thy


    Parted lips


    To bless all


    With ears


    To hear


    Thy glorious


    Flight!

Comments (3)

  • There you go again. Damn I wish I could write like that! Not fair!

  • huh??? I don’t get it.

  • JAKE! Its me! i know i cant believe it either! by the by.. here is my name.. now you can read about my life too.. i know you really really want too and all, and you had to wait sooooo long… but the day is here! my gift to you! ill talk to you later pooky!

    Jeanna

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