By Jan Busch
(Written during Thom & Bob's workshop 14/05/10)
Formation clouds elegantly drift,
thick white bright to hue.
Whisper notions screams speaks silently.
Emotions unvoiced.
Heart, ribs, lungs explode noiseless,
endeavour to transcend dread.
Thoughts travel on fleeting soft clouds.
Prayer unspoken.
Heart song cleanse poison cells,
that dwell multiply in destruction.
Earthbound wings fall regularly
token of vulnerability.
Barely noticeable mist mingle elevate
steadily skyward, whisking
away pain and fear.
Prayer of emotions.
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