on the tram. where i think.
Tuesday, January 04, 2005
2005 the second year
arrives subtly in waves of pain.. anguish.. paradoxical renewal
no God
to be called upon.. for comfort.. for a stairway to heaven
no final goodbyes
just a body to cry on.. to pray on.. yet said - to no God
five days
before a new start.. a year.. a new prayer
..move on
t