This world, it seems,

Belongs to others

And not for me 

I voice my tears

Lord, please answer

Turn not away from me 

Thine moon beckons  

To thee sun, you must

answer this plea 

At dawn’s command

A ray of light arrives

Oh, so promptly 

To claim my heart

and melt my fears

into deep empathy 

for the dwellers

who remain, sadly, in  

bondage and apathy 

I bow my head in

Thankful praise for Love’s

Embrace has set me free.                                                                  

November 29, 2008