Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Confessions of a dying man

O quiet river
lead me to ur depth
i m not worthy of sunshine

Take me in
dissolve me into ur green
and relieve the world from me

2 comments:

Gursharan Singh said...

just wondering how complete the brain is; it can make you think like a dying man, like a king, like a woman, or like a bird. Sweet.

js said...

be positive as ever jsr