San Francisco, CA.
I sit here underneath these trees,
Overlooking the rising seas.
Constant thoughts drive me insane,
As I await the cold, hard rain.
Thoughts of passion....
Thoughts of pain....
Thoughts without ration....
And thoughts in vain,
So many feelings I collect in shame,
Someone please help stop, this runaway
Suddenly, a warm wind blows embracing
Opening my eyes allowing me to see,
That life is what I wish it to be.
In turn, I lower myself to a knee,
Thanking the "Lord" for making me free.
And as I gaze from under these great towers,
I shake and cower at "Mother Natures"
The trees shed their blossoms and flowers,
As I am enveloped by their velvet showers....
[This message has been edited by Mark R. (edited 08-13-99).]