I don't usually write at midnight, but sometimes I get an idea at three in the morning.

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Meteorite: a tanka

I asked God "Why me?"
I looked around for answers.
I listened for His Small Voice;
but the angels turned away.

And even the stars went dark.
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