Eye
of the Morning Storm
Lost
in the eye of a morning storm
Bewildered
to the currents of the ocean that flows
I'm
I an illusion of this world, or is my world an
illusion?
Harder
stones have fallen.
But what
was once there to break my fall is not with are anymore.
and I
search.
I
search for the answers to questions that I've
never heard.
Brady Smith
9/22/97