Sometimes i cry in the wilderness,
bitter tears annointing the ground.
Sometimes i cry in the arms of my love,
joyous tears for the love i've found.
Sometimes I weep in the depths of dispair,
lost in a dark and haunted place.
But always i weep in quiet relief,
Whenever i gaze upon your face.
(20th oct.2007)
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