Friday, April 29, 2005
Familiarity is passing
with each morning's breath.

Winter presperation settles
against this forsaken landscape,
deep within earth's pores.
Soil once rich with life,
as frozen within it's own bowels.
 
This template is called "shattered pieces of my soul", a modification of "The Light : The Sound". (c) 2005 Daniel Josph Xhan. Use and modify at your own discretion.