Monday, February 6, 2012

A New World.

The rays of light through
the sorrowful clouds, giving
passion to the desolated
lands, thirsting for recuperation
and self indulgence. Once
the acid stops cascading
upon us, Earth shall be placid,
rejoicing with mother
nature, no longer belying
under debris and catastrophes.

1 comment:

Christine Benson said...

I want to have a conversation with you about how you determine your line breaks. I am struggling with them, but it may just be a difference in style.