I Find Rest In Numbers

I find a time when numbers rest,
We will walk afterwards in words
In fear of them, in a scare of utter darkness.
The self-destruction has arrived,
The time has become ripe for the step.
Numbers and words are my language,
So I refrain from the talk of sleep,
Leaping forward like a jaguar,
And suggesting a happiness called Life.
My rest has a brick or two
In the walls of a house too comforting.
The most I call you is in words
That deliver praises full of righteousness.
Monday, August 22, 2011

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