When the statement fails to question
the worth of the reply,
All words wait uneasy,
silencing into sighs.
With this fading sunset
turning bright to black within,
Rise the moonbeams yielding
bring light within again...
~version 2~
When the statement fails to question
the worth of a reply,
The words wait uneasy,
silencing with a sigh.
Now this fading of a sunset
turns bright to black within,
Rise the moon unyielding
beams light in me again.
2008
7-29-08
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