After math

I REMEMBER BEING PARKED AS THE SUN CAME UP AT SAND ISLAND AND WROTE THIS... Iron rich, my blood spills, it's my head that needs to chill. Temporarily impaired a jarring blow,  when the wind died so did my soul. It'dawned on me as thee earth spun over, as a day before, I let its glory Passover. Mixed up lost and wildly insane, the love in my heart turns to shame.  As the dust settles and my head comes to, my body follows reluctant too. My heart beats I still breathe life my mind speaks out you cheated life. It's calm here now, and God soothes my soul a new beginning is near, a blooming flower shows. Enjoy the beauty for what the future holds, for I may be still here tomorrow, but my dreams may not hold... 3/28/05...