Monday 28 February 2011

Foggy Rail-line


From where did this fog arise?
It clouds our thoughts,
it shrouds our skies.
From where did this mist arise?
It makes air thick,
it breaks our eyes.

From where did the rain descend?
It drenches the floor,
it quenches the poor.
From where did the snow descend?
It eases our care,
if freezes the air.

From where did the winds arrive?
It blows on my bones,
it throws leaves alive.
From where did the sun arrive?
It warms the world,
it allows us to thrive.

From where did the weather set sail?
The skies are seas
with waves of breeze.
From where did the weather set sail?
The ground's the ocean bed
and so we're drowning, dead.

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