There is...

 

by Tora Chung

January 14, 2008

 

There is beauty in a word

Not cold or icy frozen

As a steeple

High and mighty

In my mind

 

There is comfort in eyes open

No shame or deals

In the underworld

And aftermath

Of happenings

 

There is power in a stand

Not fear decrepit

Of old knees bent

And wasted hours

On floors so smooth

 

Take a chance and yell it

With every step

A new dream

So fresh

It drips