Monday, December 23, 2002

Love’s prayer
By Carlo Montaño

In this room I sit in the darkness of time,
Watching, waiting, my soul is lost,
Speechless words I utter like a mime,
My heart is frozen by this frost,
Cold, my heart is hard like stone,
My existence still, motionless, ever dark,
This chill that shatters me to the bone,
In me, loneliness has made its mark,
But there is this light that shines within me,
The light that longed to dissipate,
It began to shine as bright as can be,
The light has become my fate,
To thee, I still have the light
For thee, I will continue to fight.

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