Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Wish.

At fleeting winds, did,
Clear somewhat, angry,
Veils, fluttering, at touch,
Attempt revoked, in deep want,
Understand, yours such qualm.
Open heart, a blinding truth,
Shut thyself, better liked,
But once rejoiced, craving,
Wisdom, for mine ending.

~ IelfphilRaven.