Sunday, 6 September 2009

Unspoken Words

A feeling of completeness overwhelmed me.
It was so peaceful.

Everything started to make sense.

I did not want the night to end,
Nor did I want to say goodbye,

But we had our own obligations.

Storms have begun to brew above the North Sea.
I am breaking as the sky is roaring,
And the wind blowing.

I wish I could touch it,
Instead I can only feel it.
But it is not enough.

Friday, 4 September 2009

Something Greater

Today feels like night.
The rain is falling.
The wind is blowing, and blowing.

There is an empty feeling inside me,
Why is it so?

All my life I've been running away,
Looking, searching for something greater.
And greater. Always greater.
When will I stop?

He is just like the wind. 
And it won't stop raining.