'The finality deepens , a burning icy ocean that engulfs my world, a cathedral of fading stars.'
It's amazing to read, and to know what kind of thoughts run through the head of these faces that I see in school. Merely faces, for I do not know them. But here, voices. Somehow they are not easily associated to the faces that I see, that pass me by so fleetingly.
But it frustrates me when I do not get their message.
In the deepest recesses of my mind,
The thoughts that dance past;
In the depths of my heart,
The flash of emotion,
Sometimes.
And therein the will,
A quiet power;
It moves me,
Always.