Trampled it all,
buried it down,
pondered for a moment,
where was my god now?
Feelings considered,
had set them aside,
funny how they got up,
ran off to hide.
Sky sets above,
rain coming down,
considering again,
where was my god now?
Surrounded on all sides,
strolling through the cold and the ice,
had made it here somehow,
still though I wondered,
where was my god now?
What had become,
it was silent,
there was none,
I had never quite found him,
but the feeling is so lonesome.
The rain had stopped so suddenly,
sky turned to blue,
sound of the birds chirping,
my god had become new.

06/22/2009

Posted on 06/22/2009
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