27 November 2012
Silent songs
The words of a sad song flow Across the silent, dry, cracked, lips; Well worn lyrics, always bringing Their own relentless pain. Bringing the memories; Dripping eyes; Anguish. Rivers thrash, Tearing apart dreams. The cross of hope, Silent lips end their crucification. The song stops for the ears; The song continues forever in the heart.
Opuss № I