Sunday, December 11, 2005

How it feels

Dead
The body and the arms limp, unfeeling
Dead
The soul empty, guilty, afraid
Dead
The mind blunted, imprecise
Dead
The heart calloused and shrunken
That is how it feels

Then hope comes from remembering what needs us
And courage from a belief in forgiveness

Tomorrow we will begin fresh
No not tomorrow - tonight
Tonight we will begin

posted by Jonathan @ 12/11/2005 10:35:00 p.m.   2 comments

2 Comments:

At 12/13/2005 8:24 p.m., Anonymous Anonymous said...

You sound like you need a special little treat.
Here you go: lights low, speakers up
Enjoy!
http://members.cox.net/transam57/lights.wmv

And in the Cincinnati Enquirer you can read about it.
http://news.enquirer.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=2005512050331

 
At 12/17/2005 12:00 a.m., Blogger Jonathan said...

Thanks anon for the cheerup - that's quite hilarious!!

 

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