Wednesday, February 11, 2009

My thoughts are with bushfire victims



Fear rips through me
Like bushfire flames.

Seizes the heart and squeezes,
wringing out happiness and security.

The warmth of the sun,
the glory of the day
is lost in darkness.

Is there a way to survive this season?


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