Sunday, June 01, 2008

In response to a visit by S. L. Corsua

I am everywhere
the puppy is me

I am lost and I pray
you will look for me
(I am at home)

thank you for saving me
on a cloudless
night of sturm und drang
endless misery

suddenly concludes in your eyes
change of season
is a metaphor

I am the subject laid prostrate
by the object

2 comments:

Jilly said...

lovely sounds, Russell

Russell Ragsdale said...

Thanks Jilly! That is music to my ears, especially coming from such a lovely voice as yours.