Split Apart
Close friend
Yet far friend.
Thought I knew her
Though I didn’t.
Nice friend!
Did I assure myself.
Mean friend!
Confronts me in this land.
Friend down, down the road,
Down she goes,
Down the road where nobody knows.
A darkened path there she goes.
Lonely one
There I am.
Want her to be in this land,
The land where I am.
Praying, there I am,
Hoping she will know who I am.
Questions me and is harsh to me
Nothing to do but to sit and wait,
Wait, for her to understand me and Thee.
2007-07-13
14:08:03
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