belle2007–2002 |
dada2002–1999 |
sundance1999–1997 |
frere1997–1995 |
julian1995–1994 |
stone1994–1993 |
19 June 1999
With each new birth
i grasp for breath --
reaching out in strangeness
to another unknown world.
Life before me --
flowing cold and harshly
to my awkward
un awaiting lungs.
The blind shall see.
The deaf shall hear.
The lame with time shall walk.
Oh miracle of miracles
through which i was begot.
Copyright © 1999 Charles Fry
eternal Your guarded silence is a wall I sleep blindly at the bottom of a fish tank, My world is lost unto myself that i There are days The only true measure solace sentenced to a living death sometimes my love nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky windows With each new birth