On the silent wings of freedom
Where I ofer myself midst
the balancing of the sun
On the winds of celestial seasons
That would carry me on, midst
the balance of being one
On the dream of our love eternal
That will eventually bring our
living once more with you
Where we are coming from
Or where we go
We only know
e come with sound
Where we are coming from
Or where we go
We only know we go
around and around
On the back of your forty-second screamdown
Do you choose to be
lost midst the challenge of being one
On the flight of regardless feelings
As you hurtle
to fear midst the challenge of everyone
On the darkest night so painful
Do you
hunger for love midst the torture of being one
On the passing light of easing
Have you
seen you inside midst the being of everyone
To the common goal of freedom
Where we offer
ourselves midst the balancing of the sun
Where we are coming froom
Or where we
go
We only know we come with sound
Where we are coming from
Or where we
go
We only know we go around and
around
---
Eric Wincentsen
267@ef.gc.maricopa.edu
Glendale Community College,
Glendale, Arizona
"Why can I do this? Because we got the bombs. Two words: Nuclear
f#$king
weapons!"
-Dennis Leary,
"Asshole"
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