Saturday, October 02, 2010
Drained I am, and a new world stands before me yet I am not ready for it's impulse. Awakening and not prepared to exit but yet it must, forces beg it's yielding marrow until it's cry forth a beckoning call of innocence and need. I stand alone in my being not sure of my ability to meet the challenge or standard. A new voice is ready to be heard and I am certain it will be nigh upon me. I hope I am ready to meet it's demand.