Deep within self-induced trance,
silence hath bread forth peace,
words rise from parchment bed,
twelve versing story of one.
In stillness of silent night,
a voice sings every word,
and I am in ah,
and I am in ah.
Words that leap from tree,
find depth of soul's heart,
storms rage howls it's beckon,
yet serenity in blankets cover,
strength finds it's truth,
and Love has been reborn,
and I am in ah,
and I am in ah...........
20/11/06 GJW.
Geoff Warden
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/parchment-s-parish/
