Untitled # 233

For every hole
for every dark place
there is a ladder
to crawl out on
to count every rung
all the bells are ringing
fate lays no easy roads
no finished stories
or half remembered dreams
you have to climb
all the steps
through the clouds
'til you reach
the unfinishing sky
where everything
returns.

Bloody Hell Its The New Royals

I am up watching Live coverage of the royal wedding and surprisingly they are showing the inside of the cathedral-its still beautiful as I remember it.

Now for sleep...